tell you

If I could let myself tell you where I’ve been, where I haven’t.  If I could let myself tell you where and why I ran so far.  Maybe you could help me find my way back to my life.  Maybe you would understand.   Or maybe you would run just as far.  If I could let myself tell you my deepest and darkest thoughts, If I could let myself tell you my fear of being heard, maybe you would help me maybe you would stay.  If I could let myself tell you my fears of being hurt and alone maybe you would stay with me.  If I could let myself tell you why each and every word is a struggle, maybe you would believe they’re not empty.  If I could let myself tell you, maybe all of this would go away.

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