it's ok
•
i hear
the undertones
when your
ellipsis
sings songs
of being
broken
•
and believe me
i know
a pause
can be
a growl
amongst that
which is
spoken
•
but i recognize
your screams
in the form
of eyes
on the
pavement
•
i know
some truths
don't feel
righteous enough
to be worth
that verbal
engagement
•
just know
you're seen
as your
tangible afflictions
attempt
to resonate
•
even though
self neglect
seems to negate
the truth
as it fights
against
self hate
•
but i can't
squeeze
the rain
from your
cloud
•
so take this
from someone
who loves you
•
you are
allowed
to feel
out loud


—
xTHExIDISx
© Erik Xydis