I’m always that one person. The one everyone turns to. The one everyone expects to be the strongest. I’m not. I just hide what I am so well that you believe in the strongest , that in the one that can forever hold you up in the darkest hours , days , months , years. I can and of course I will. I will stand on the broken shattered parts of my life and let them cut me while I hold you up. While you rebuild your life in slowly getting worse letting those pieces of my life cut me deeper and over and over. Those shattered pieces becoming a larger problem. But I won’t drop you. I’ll stay still and endure the pain just to see you smile. I will never let you know how truly broken I am for the sake that I know you have a chance at happiness and I thrive to see you truly smiling again. , so for now I’ll stay in the dark in my shattered town keeping you up faking a smile to keep you going. I shall always be there.
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Maybe I'm crazy. Or worse Maybe I'm sane.
PoetryThis is just some odd and in short writes I've done through out the years.
