Leave him alone, leave him alone.

Just go, and be yourself.

Cry your tears, fall into a heaping pile

As you call yourself crazy

 

Leave the crowd alone

Stop your begging and stop your self-pitying

Wrap your body in white cloths

And maybe eventually… the blood will stop seeping through

 

Leave the world out of it,

Hide from your eyes the terror you feel

No one will save you from it

Only you can save you from it

And I hope you will

 

-O. Montora

photo credit: Birmingham museum