I would take all of your sadness and put it up high on a shelf, where you can't reach it.
Like you used to do with me.
And if I had to, I would climb higher and higher.
To take it far away.
Far, far away.
The floodgates have opened and I am desperately trying to fill all of the cracks before it's too much that it bursts and washes over me.
Who are you?
What can I do?
Give it to me, I will take it and hide it away.
To keep you safe.
To keep you happy.
What will I do?
I could drown in there.
It's like an abyss I have never seen and I am terrified to step into it, but I will be here.
I will hold the walls up as long as you need me to.
I can be your rock.
just talk to me
Who are you?
Play for me
Fix my dress
Make cinnamon toast
Braid my hair
Don't cry.
Why are you crying?
We are changing places.
Let me hold you.
Please be happy.
Tell me what I need to do.
I will fight and do what you need.
The floodgates have opened, and if I don't stop them, what will I do if they wash over me.
I won't let you drown.
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