You Mean so Much to Me - Poem

Poem

Jan 10, 2015

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If I say that you mean a lot to me,

I know you don't think I mean it,

You've had too many lie to you,

To not let your trust get hold of your wit.

So, you'll say that I mean a lot to you, too,

And that's fine, but surely you'll see,

I cannot possibly mean to you,

What you mean to me.

On the days I feel worthless,

And the feelings won't come,

And I sit there, quite mirthless,

As I fight to be numb,

Every day is a day you care,

You make dull worlds less empty,

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You brought me love, plenty.

You are the vice that I need,

You wont let my head get the best of me,

The unspoken words I dare not heed,

You manage to draw out of me.

I write not to boost your ego,

Though such might do you some good,

I only write to make sure you know,

That someone needs you, as you should.

Because you, as a beacon for those,

Whom you pull from dreams of dying goodbyes,

Told me the other night, to my woes,

You told me you wanted to die.

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I've frozen,

I'm struck.

My breath caught in my throat,

Isn't that just our luck?

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And the dead of night whispers

As your hands melt to mine,

And I grip your cold fingers,

As my dying lifeline.

And the world seemed to still,

And my mind stuttered in stops

And the timeless tale kills

With such plot twist drops.

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In my words, I stumble,

All humility has gone,

The one thing on my mind,

Is how you must be wrong.

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How the best want to go?

Isn't it woeful,

their importance they never know?

I can't stop the tears,

They're different than before,

Apathy wont come, not now.

My emotions, stuck in war.

What you don't already know,

I couldn't say, so I speak of

Love.

Need.

Help

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And oh god, please stay.

So I end as I began,

And I will repeat it until you see

I need you to know

You need to believe.

For once in my life, I have lost my voice,

For once in my life, you have let me in, I see,

And even though it feels so wrong

There is but a single thing I can guarantee

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whatever price, whatever light

Whatever worth,

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You mean at least that much to me.

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