I don’t want to be the one holding up the world any longer. I can’t watch him die and I can’t watch her grow to struggle and suffer in this world.
I’m tired of being the strong one all the time. I’m tired of biting back the tears and putting on a smile when things look grim. Someone just hold me and tell me it’s okay to be not okay.
I love you… but this is too hard to watch and I’m crumbling. I’m crumbling.
Why can’t life be easy? I just want everything to be alright.
I wish this was goodnight but it looks like another sleepless night holding the world on my shoulders so it doesn’t crush anyone else.
I wish this was goodbye, but even that I can’t do without the very foundations crumbling.