Barely
Barely happy
Barely sad
Barely loved
And barely hated
Living the barely’s and the maybes
The what if’s and the possibilities
I’m barely alive
But surely not completely dead
I’m barely happy
But i might be the saddest human
I’m barely loved
But im surely not surrounded by it
And i barely have friends
But they might not care enough
To stay
To ask if im okay
To hold me until im one piece
And im barely winning
But surely will always stay a fuck up in my mother’s eyes
And i barely survived
But surely a piece of me died
The day my father said his goodbye
What if i woke up tomorrow alive?
When i barely survived the haunting thought of ending it all
And i barely got over the heartbreak
But what if i saw your eyes again?
Maybe then I’ll find my heart shattering to pieces again and again
The barely’s and the possibilities are haunting my dreams
But what if they were my reality?
What if tomorrow gets better? Has always been a question dancing on my mind
Yet, i find myself thinking about being held in one piece, wearing all white
Where the barely’s and possibilities
Are just for the living souls
Where the what if’s and maybe’s
No longer exist
The way i wouldn’t.
Bittersweet love 