Make my one night less lonelier
I know it’s starting but
I think you need to know
Even though you will find it
Not important. These words
Insist that I say so
I know this will take time
Each and every phase
Are running to get spilled out
Because I have to rewind, pause and replay
And queue them up, so that
I do not hesitate. While talking to you
I need to tell you about days
When my pillow soaked up my tears
Every night
I need you to know about how
Each weekend I have re-lived
My childhood with my grandmother
Telling tiny naughty tales of herself
I need to say about the day
I’ve attempted to write the perfect
Suicide note and was terrified
To find it in my mom’s trembling hands
I have to tell you about those
Google search histories
That said “how to differentiate
Between depression and sadness”
Make my one night less lonelier
Listen to me I will
Surely feel better