Poetry

#7 Please

I beg you to stop

apologizing for how you feel

when you think your pain

is such an inconvenience to

the world. Stop.

I beg you to try

being honest, and cry

when they ask how you are,

even when you don’t know how

they would react. Try.

I beg you to speak

what your heart is saying,

the words at the back of your head

covered with so many fears, and

conquer them. Speak.

I beg you to bleed

all the pain that giving love

has caused you, all the hurt

that haunt you inside

every night. Bleed.

I beg you to take

time, take everything, everyone

that you need to go on,

do not hesitate to be selfish

for your brokenness. Take.

Photo by vonmedeza.

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