What's On Your Mind?

“What’s on your mind?”

Literally everything that could

Possibly be on someone’s mind at

One time. The constant thought of

Whether it’s alright for me to tell

You how beautiful you are for the

Fourteenth time today, even though

You’ve told me how much you hate

It. I’d buy you flowers instead, but

You can’t read flowers, and they

Don’t smell the same as the

Tattooed fossils of dead trees.

The constant, deathly anxiety I feel

Every time I speak, in case my soft

Throat spills blood and I choke and

You look on, expecting something

That was never coming like I’d

Promised you the world. And the

Shitty thing is, I had. I don’t want

To waste my last chance that hasn’t

Even come about yet out of fear of

Things in my mind that I can’t explain…

I mean, I can, I’d just rather not scare

You away when I’ve gotten this far.

The fact you look me in the eye

When you talk to me is a miracle.

God has to be real, he has to be.

Otherwise why would you give me

The time of day? You’re the

Definition of perfect and I’m so

Broken, and I don’t want you to

Scuff your edges on me when

We get close. I can’t escape the

Feeling that I’m doing everything

Wrong, and your lips are too

Pure to tell me otherwise, and I

Can’t bear the feeling of dragging

You down with me; save yourself.

Keep yourself afloat. Don’t drown

With me. I’m a mess. And I can’t

Have a conversation with you

Without feeling that I’ll never be

Good enough for you, and that’s

Why I can’t stop apologising. I owe

You everything for spending time

With me because I know there are a

Million other things you’d be better

Off doing, but you choose to Make

Me happy instead, and I can’t thank

You enough for that. Please, don’t

Leave me, not yet. Just a little while

Longer, I promise I’ll get better. I

Promise I’ll be what you want.

“Nothing, I’m okay sweetheart.”