1.7

68 4 1
                                    

Every thought I think
Is too much to bear.
Every tear I blink
Paints my skin in it's agonizing sear.
Every breath I take
weighs my life.
Every breath that leaves
Leaves me empty and scared.

The mind that consoles,
Destroys my night.
The hands that helps,
Quiver in my scarred fights.

Every step I take,
Every thought I bear,
Slowly crumbles who I was
For I'm not strong, as I ought to be
These broken pieces make me being.

Letting Go I Poems I V.HWhere stories live. Discover now