Hiding In The Dark
When I am crying,
Do you see me?
Do you hold me, comfort me?
If I was hurt,
Would you stop my pain?
Would you pick me up and carry me home?
If I was dead,
Would you mourn my passing?
Cry until your tears grew dry,
If I fell,
Would you pick me up?
Tell me, “It’s okay...”
And carry me all of the way,
If I cut myself,
Would you stop the bleeding?
Would you send me to the depths of your heart,
And tell me that you love me?
So far,
I am but alone,
Sitting, Waiting,
Where were you five minutes ago,
When I lay crying on the floor,
Death will soon follow.
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