By Tony Clemente Jr

I’d like to live for you

Be your air and

Bloodstream

Keep you on your feet as your back

Grows tired

Sing you sleep

When your eyes won’t shut

But it’s never

Enough, now is it?

There’s always an ache, a

Pain

A spot to be scratched

A fear you can’t quell

And my body grows tired from being

Yours too

Why would anyone live for me, when

Even I can’t bear the burden?

I’d like these words to mean something

More

Than bubbles as they burst