For jake

I know you live with demons, ones that are close and loud.

I know how relentless they are in their pursuit of you.

I know that you spend your days trying to silence them and your nights trying to hide from them — and the hell they put you through.

Most of all, I know how hard you work to hide it all, to pretend you’re fine, to paint a convincing smile upon your face, and to act as if all is well with your battered soul.

I know that all of this has left you exhausted — that you’ve numbed yourself and hurt yourself and starved yourself in the hope that their voices will become silent and their fists will be lifted and you can finally breathe again.

You care about mya more and that’s fine with me

You don’t have to care about me!
It’s ok
Leave me here to suffer
I don’t really care if you hate me
All you like is mya

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