I keep re-reading all your letters,
when mind and heart cannot agree
for what to care, what really matters
and what is actually debris
those words, to me they are so precious,
the dearest thing after your soul
they make me feel so audacious
and help me reach my every goal
I do, however, feel like dying
and bleeding dry once in a while
when you give up, when you stop trying
to fight the demons of denial
please know my soul is yours forever,
so keep it well inside your heart
and if you lose it, it will never
be able to exist apart