Dear Mr. Crumpled Sticky Notes

Dear Mr. Crumpled Sticky Notes,

As illegible words,
random ink drawings,
and personal rants
cover
you,
my mind
relaxes and 
my burdens
from reality
fades a little.

Who could ever
take in 
all of me
and not spit 
the bones
out
like you?

If you know
someone 
like you,
tell me.

Because then
I would not have to
rely on you
so much.

Thank you for
being my
painkillers.
Thank you for
accepting the
irrational parts
of me.
Thank you for
not wiping my tears
but for
soaking them in.