Here is a poem, that dictates the last few weeks of my life.
Speak Real
speak to me
with all your heart
even when pain is the only residence
speak to me before you fall apart
speak with honesty
truth
Tell me when your happy
Let me know exactly why
show me how you feel
even if its to only cry
breath in deep
and spill your thoughts
I wish we could all be honest like that
Tell me what hides behind you lips
what you hold in your clasped hands
please I beg
to know you more.
Show me where your secrets hide
I promise in me you can confide
bring whatever blocks your tounge
and let your words run off.
I only want to know everything
even the things you're scared to tell
what more harm could it do
that waiting could do more.
Speak to me
and open a door
to a new level of love.
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