If Your Lonely Doesn't Need My Lonely Poem by Maya Hanson

What if your lonely doesn't need my lonely?
Kill me softly, swallow my thunder
before you drench me in rain

I'm still falling, chaos flying
so gravity can't worry me
I'm here for your horizon, not as a storm chaser
but it looks like you don't see
your own edges, your own end.

I found the devil, smooth as glass
when you poured laughter on me like a salt shaker
but no matter how much you laugh
I can still feel your lonely
It takes all the quiet in me to stop myself
from handing you the world.

Even if your lonely doesn't need my lonely,
in the dead of winter I'll still give you the blanket
made of all I've ever known,
everyone I think you should love

This blanket, this lonely
can try to keep you warm-

Here.
This is all I have.