Afterdays

Grip me by my lungs and help me breathe

I could take a bit more pain before I leave

Sleep with one eye open

Live with fear carrying my heart

Use me of things I’ve never seen

Calm, when you hug me.

Never will I talk ill of you

Caress my hand and I’ll speak of my brain

Just a faint thump here and there

I’ll live one more day

That’s what I say

Just one more day

After days.

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