Kingdom Come.

Kingdom Come.

Ulises Vargas

December 10, 2024. 

To Sophia. 

Everytime you cry, I don’t know how to react. 

Teach me to talk back, a response that isn’t black. 

Teach me to sound like I care, like I want to be fair. 

I want to be your breath of fresh air, 

Not the hate you’re shown everywhere. 

So show your face on camera, 

Even if a tear streams down your cheek. 

You’re not weak, never in my eyes. 

I see you’re devastated and want to die, 

Let me in so I may help inside. 

Feel my heart beat on the inside. 

I know you think I cheat, I lie. 

But truly, I want what’s best for you. 

For the sake of us as one. 

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done. 

Thy take a breath, thy will see the better. 

There’s more to life than cutting, burning, poisoning. 

There’s more to crying, hurting, feeling. 

I wish you saw what I saw, 

The beauty when you cry. 

How sad you look after making that decision, 

The one to cut, to burn, to poison. 

I die inside with you, 

I feel the toll of dealing with this with you. 

You’re not a burden, but I know you’re hurting. 

Don’t push me away, with your external resentments. 

I’m not them, I'm not them. 

The turmoil of emotions feeds in a loop. 

I don’t want to get dragged in, too. 

But I’m here for you, and only you. 

Otherwise, I would’ve turned away long ago. 

I would’ve listened to the hurtful things you said. 

The burning words you pressed. 

But I’ll stay, for another day. 

Till thy kingdom come, thy will be done. 

You can’t guilt trip me, for things I know I haven’t done. 

I’ve loved  you, and not for fun. 

I’ve loved you, for the sake of us. 

So soon as I hope, 

Thy kingdom come, 

Thy will be done.