by remembertoexhale

I know that sometimes you want to die
I see it from the way your lip quivers
when the moon makes its round to rest on your shoulders

I see it especially
when you stop looking at the stars
because then I know you have forgotten
that there is still some beauty left in this world.

I want to let you know, however,
at some point
everyone feels like they are that blackbird
that Paul McCartney sang about,
the one with the broken wings
that sang in the dead of night

I want you to know that most importantly
that blackbird flew
and I want you to fly too