From the start
And to the end
The full story
I'm here to help

I'll take all the bullets
Every knife to the back
The heavy weight on your shoulders
Even the chains squeezing your neck

I rather take every hit
Than for you to get the bruses
I rather take every slice
Than for you to get the scars

I'll store your dark thoughts
Inside my very own mind
I'll feel your bad emotions
Inside my very own heart

All your troubles transferred to me
So you do not trouble yourself
All your worries left to me
So you do not worry

I will take away your depression
Adding it to my own
I will take away your anxiety
Piling it on top of mine

After all the bad is gone
Will you still by my side
Or leave me to my new pain?

© Jack G.