"expression"

poetry as a last resort
crying as a first choice
crying seems to be the theme of today
an interesting jumble of sad and happy
a last ditch effort to calm my mind
myself, my body and soul are dissatisfied
there is a way out, and it's you
but you are too far away to hold
and i'm not holding on to anything else
so i fall
down
down again, and
down
into misery and heartsickness
and i break, almost shatter
but i'll get up if you ask
i can make another stand
if it means i'll get to see you again
even though i'd rather be done with it all
and just let my life end, here and now!
but i'll stick around, if only for you
if only for the music in your soul
the light in your eyes
i won't leave you behind
i won't go alone, 'cause i love you
i love you

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(i'm not sure why i continually underlined 'you' -- it just felt right.)