I tell myself

The moon is in love with the sun

And they have never met

 

I tell myself

Heartbreak is the new death

And everyone is slowly dying

 

I tell myself

My father left to lay his tired on the fields of rest

This is what heroes do when they journey beyond

 

I tell myself

Tomorrow will come with too many arms

Hugging away all the pains we’ve ever felt

 

I tell myself all these

So I wouldn’t beat myself again

 

On all the lonely nights I am yet

To witness picking on my bones.