Poem: Stay

Please do not open that door.

If you open it, I know that one day you might never walk through it again.

Stay with me, please do not leave me.

I know I am not the best person in the world, but with you I am my best.

We have been through a lot, and sometimes it has been rough.

You can even blame me.

The world has taught us so much together, that I am afraid of what it would teach us if we were apart.

Stay here and lay next to me and try to love me once again.

You are my rock, and I promise never to let you go.

I know this place is not where you want to be, but it is needed.

Maybe not for you, but one day it could be for us.

This place sucks your joy, and every time you walk out that door,

I think that you might never come back.

I know that you do not want, but every time you do, I cry one less tear.

I know you want to leave, and trust me so do I.

This is not where I want to be.

I had dreams of traveling the world, and let the stars guide my way.

Then this came, and that came, and finally you came.

That was the one of the best days for me.

I would like to think it was for you too.

I know it is hurting for you to be here, but I am asking you not to go.

Would you please stay, and love me or at least try too?

This is not a place you want to be, and I know your future will be bright, with or without me.

This is not the place for me neither.

I would love for it to be with me.

Do not go, do not open that door.

Stay here with me.

So please, would you stay?

Poem: Leave

The sun is starting to set.

The day is almost done, and I am still where I was when it came up.

I cannot move, my feet are glued to the floor.

I keep watching people walk by.

They waive and say hello, but I cannot not speak back.

They must think that I am a fool.

The truth is I am.

I do not like it here, but something is making me stay.

I miss my people. I miss us.

I need to get up and move, but life is too cruel to let me.

This is not where I belong, and I know this is not where you would want me.

I remember there was a time that I knew what I wanted.

That change on the rainy summer day, that happens once in a blue moon.

The trees no longer grow, the flowers that you planted no longer bloom.

I have no soul.

Why can I not leave?

I know you want come back, but every day I sit and wait that you will come back.

That is why I cannot move.

I may look like a fool, but when I see you everything will be cool.

Maybe tomorrow I will move.