I refused to accept the idea of death for you.
I pushed it in the back of my mind saying "I've got time"
But now as I look at your pictures I'm realizing eventually I won't be able to make the same excuse.
I see the tiredness in your eyes.
The Crinkles in the corners.I'm scared momma.
I'm so scared to lose you.
Our relationships has been so rocky and I hate it.
It's not completely your fault. I promise it's not.
You're a product of your past the same way I am.
I CANT hate you for what it's made you do.
I am but a small version of you.
You molded me from your trauma.
I see why u resent me with your love.
I resent you the same.
YOU ARE READING
Dark skinned Dreams
RandomJust trying to find myself and my place. Just trying to find peace. People told me I should make a diary and this is it. It's all personal thoughts and feelings I hope that I'm not alone in feeling. Major trigger warning ahead.