I sent a letter to myself, read it myself and keep it myself. Then release it myself. Can’t help it. But it works this time. All the time.
I don’t need a reader
I don’t need a listener
I don’t need time to heal
I don’t need a hug or sorry
I don’t need them all
all I need is myself
to cope with, to go together with, to go home with
let the next born tell a tale to the entire worlds
if they need one
