...unshed tears in the rain

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I didn't know being able to cry was a gift, a luxury
Until I tried to force the hurtful feelings through their means.

I just learnt that there were some pains that didn't go away with prayers but were actually strengthened by them.

I want to hope that I can become something stronger and higher but every time I stop myself.

They want me to take on a role that I know will be  heavy and scarring when I've been nothing but innocent

It'll hurt me but it'll benefit them

When I'm trying my hardest to preserve my heart and they keep saying they are the ones who protect it

Aren't you the same ones stabbing me ?





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