When You Break

Maybe you’ve tried to be strong for others.

Maybe over time it wore you down.

Maybe when your world was crushed it was more than you could bear.

Maybe you will be lucky and have someone there.

Maybe they will care and help you patch the holes before the darkness takes it all.

Maybe no one will care.

Maybe no light will come.

Maybe when you broke it was the end of you.

Maybe I wish I was still here to help you.

Maybe when I broke it was the indifference that did me in.

Maybe the cold winds of regret and wasted life breath will do you in, too.

Maybe we’ll meet in a new, better place.

Until then, my never-made friend.

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