Andreas l Seahaven
Come to me, come to me. I’ll be your friend.
Leave sitting alone at home with your open wrists that bleed all over.
It’s been notable years (apart) now, but that’s easy for me.
Maybe if I was not so vain, well maybe then I would have seen it.
You will find yourself in time; all it will take is some time.
Know that all that it will take is some time.
I am furthest from the sun, closest to roots of the tree.
You’re not the only one under shade suffering.
You’ll hate her forevermore, and you’ll love her the same.
She’ll never understand, because life seems to work that way.
The dark DNA intact leaves a stain in your brain.
And I am not all that you see, most of it you’d never want to be.
Enigma: deplete. I’m begging.
Priority: I’m learning.
All that is need; I will be.
Not enough time for trying.
All that you are is much more,
than what you call as your worth.
You’re who this is for, you’re foremost.
Don’t you forget, I love you.