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Tell Me

What can I do for you?
your fake smile makes me feel helpless
because it tells me
there is nothing to be done.

Could I smile for you?
cheer you up with forced laughter
happy musings, predictable jokes,
denial of my own dark moods.

Could I be mad for you?
shake out your despair, slap away your stress,
yell the negativity our of your ears,
angrily sigh and blow away your fears.

Could I cry for you?
tears classified as a crocodile’s,
rivers of lies, oceans of gloom,
rainy clouds looming over you.

Maybe you’d feel bad enough
to feel good then.
Is it possible to make you feel better
by making you feel worse?
Or am I being demented,
trying to better your mentality?

There is only so much I can do for you.



we were puzzle pieces,
never put together,
mixed, separated,
lines mismatching.

nonsensical shapes
that were not quite right.
so close,
but we didn’t fit.

my curves were too slim
to fill the hole in your heart.
my colors,
a shade too dark.

how I wished I could
be the one that would
stick to your side forever,
we, undeniably inseparable.

but it wasn’t right.
why, then, did I always
find my way back to you
when I was


among thousands of pieces
you caught my eye,
but it hurt when we tried
to latch on.

I would’ve tried harder,
if only I knew that
it’d hurt even more
when we let go.