Wondering if perhaps my actions were too harsh
I tried to forgive
I picked myself up shattering with every step
Crying the nights away
I must have no tears left to shed
But somehow I do
And I can't help but question if it was me all along
Pretty dumb how in the mist of loosing it all One will stop to second guess and self sabotage
I am drowning now from a rain I never saw coming
And In the future I see myself . A little blurry but I am there .
And perhaps brighter days are yet to come
I will sit and wait
because I can no longer bear the strength of running
My feet bleed from keeping the glass together
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100 Things To Say
HorrorUnleashed thoughts ..... Poetry : The concept in which we display exclusive intensity to the expressions of our feelings and ideas In reality i have more than a hundred things to say , based on but not limited to love , life , and the expectacular...
