Will You? Poem by Timothy Long

will me free use,
will you lend me you?
there's never enough time,
to complete anymore,
will you be my friend?
do we need one anyway?
please me could one ever?
that's fine to the anonymous who are blind,
but one's who can see never try to,
uplift a spirit that i feel no more,
will you lend me some brains?
i cant seem to think correctly,
its tiring to know trying is a no show,
make me dissaper as only stress can,
colors effect others,
im blind to hate and everything,
will you understand my virtue?
im a shadow being walked on by,
will only goes so far,
like the raven flying,
will you see the children crying?
do generate healing,
will you see it could be?
why oh so many whys,
will you lend me your unique looks?
as mine are going away,
is there anything left?
why dont you see?
im a change,
will you know im losing myself,
mystery to my history,
will you walk away?
my grayness is intune,
is my weirdness okay?
will you be scared away?
is it sick to know i only feel half you do?
i wish i wasn't me,
i got nothing you see,
that's why protection works so well,
only i fell so far,
will you be on par?
will i die before you?
i see a silhoutte of a child,
it's darkness covers a soft hide,
only it was mine,
do you want to live?
me to!
only without pain,
why is it ugly?
who's it?
that's unfortunatly me,
will you go away?
i wont need this day,
im growing weight,
i let go,
did you my fellow?
drowning is a great fear,
just like falling,
isn't it pretty?
will life let you know?
am i still beautiful to you?
welcome to history,
the life of my mystery.