37. I Cannot Mend You

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I cannot mend you
When I myself am shattered
Depression has blurred my view
I am even more bruised and battered

I do care
Trust me
It's not fair
This reality

I wanted to be your support
Be there as per your need
But plunging is my report
I can't aid you while I bleed

I do try
I want to stay
I do cry
Every single day

I cannot mend you
When I myself am barely alive
I might have painted your sky blue
But I never promised to make you thrive

I can't stay
Forgive me
Go away
You can still flee

I am tied together with a smile
As I hold your weeping silhouette
I had never wanted to go in exile
I never intended to make you upset

I am not fit
For you
Sorry to quit
But it's true

I cannot mend you
When I myself am bruised
Call me selfish, my thoughts taboo
But I am sick of feeling used

You are alone
I know
But cuts to the bone
You throw

I might be selfish for choosing me
But trust me, it was my only choice
I am a human with some capacity
Your pessimism infects my rare rejoice

I need me
Not you
If choice be
Between us two

I cannot mend you
For I am busy keeping myself from falling apart
Trust me, it is breaking me too
But it is necessary for me, my depart

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Hey there, depressed souls! How are you all doing?

I didn't give a bonus update because I was out of station. So, kindly excuse me. I will try to give a bonus update this week though because when you look at it, I am technically free but the days seem to be shortened somehow. 

Like, when I have to study the entire day, it never ends and when I am enjoying and trying to do stuff a day lasts only like five hours or something? 

Excuse me, life, what the heck?

Anyways, Vote, Comment, and Share the poem if you liked it. I personally liked the overall concept of this poem because it is pretty unique and one of its kind or at least I think so. Let me know your views in the comments. I'll be over the moon to hear what you all have to say.

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