Don't be a Burden; Don't Take up Space

The brave never settle,

can’t seem to rest.

I know this, but I’m

resting in a chair

sipping the diluted

“tea” I paid five dollars for

 

Undrinkable, so

I could have it remade.

I know this, but I’m

feeling much too afraid

Don’t Be A Burden

Don’t Take Up Space

 

but why are the small fears

the ones I can’t face?

 

The brave never settle,

can’t seem to rest.

I know this, but I’m

resting my face on your hand

as we’re driving at night

the car filled with transient color and light

 

You say how you feel

So, I should say the same

I know this, but I’m

feeling much too afraid

don’t be a burden

don’t take up space...

 

It’s also the big fears

I can’t seem to face.

 

Assign me a goal:

“Next time have it remade”

You say with a wholeness;

You’re rarely afraid

“You’re not a burden”

“You’re deserving of space”

 

So why have I spent so long

In my efface?

 

I can’t seem to settle

I can’t seem to rest

I’ll take up the space

To wholly confess

Regardless if it’s the way you feel too

I’m fearless to say

“I’m in love with you.”

This poem is about: 
Me
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