Let me love myself without the light

Where every imperfection shows

The sadness in my eyes

The sleepless nights with my mind

The voiceless thoughts unspoken

The irrational fear of being judged

Let me love the me I was, am, will be. Let me love the darkest parts of me

He lives in the past
   And She in the future

Time was never on their side
   He waited for Her to exist

    In the few moments of air he  breathes

    Because the present never happened where the two people would meet.

We don’t see the carrots to be cut,
We see the sharp knife that could cut us.

We don’t see the bridge,
We see the other side of the railings.

We don’t see painkillers,
We see medication we could drown ourselves in.

We don’t see the train,
We see the tracks we could lay on.

We don’t see the nice view,
We see the cliff's edge we could jump off.