Feeling like anything can happen,
Loving the way things are going.
But know that it's only temporary.
Feeling like I'm out of pocket,
With the things I do,
The things I say.
My actions speak louder than my words.
Or should I say my lack of action,
Speaks louder than most.
Loving the way things are going.
Loving the flow.
But my rivers overflowed.
And I realize I can not take anymore.
Drowning in my own actions and words.
You're better off without me.
Build my walls so high,
Like the Eiffel Tower.
The Great Wall of China.
Hopefully you don't see right through my bluff.
And realize what kind of person I am.
The kind of person with too much holes.
Whose walls were held up like a fortress.
Protecting ourselves in hopes,
We'll remain whole.
YOU ARE READING
She.
PoetryPoetry, scenes and short stories written from the fingertips of a girl who doesn't know her own heart. She's filled each corner with love and light that she thought was pure just to watch it rot off and fill like a gaping dark hole. But these heartb...
