IF YOU'RE WILLING

i rest in you,

fading into your chest

becoming see-through

i am not ashamed of anything,

your arms

keep my tired head

from falling into the atmosphere,

he said:

"we could never be half

as bad as you are good"

and it comforts me 

to know i can not be

perfect, and i've made a

big mistake, but you are here,

to hold my fading head up

out of the atmosphere.