Are We Okay?

We often ask ourselves,

What goes through our heads.

We often to try to find solutions,

We often try to see the ends.

I ask myself,

If I'm alive.

I should not ask it.

Yet I fear the lie.

Are we okay?

We often forget to check.

We get too caught up in this web

That to get out, we need saints.

I often forget to ask myself that.

I am the selfish one in this whole.

We were supposed to be different.

I guess I was too sure.

Please talk to me,

Tell me what's on your mind.

I know I need to be patient,

I know I need to be kind.

This dance that we dance,

It's beginning to end.

No.

Don't.

I know.

I pretend.

My feelings,

Like birds, they love to fly.

I wish I could tell you.

But I know this may soon die.

So here is my letter,

Please take it and read,

That in order to know we're okay,

We must understand what we need.

Yet I find myself in your peace.

In your arms, comfort too.

Please, tell me, are we okay?

Or are we

too late?

For if we are,

Please my darling, don't leave.

I love you too much,

and my heart is willing to believe.