I’m still holding on,
To the feeling of your hand.
It is soft to the touch,
But it hurts so much.
I try so hard to look away,
Yet I always look for something to say.
I wish I could disappear today,
And I didn’t have to face my fears.
I falling on my knee’s again,
What I believed of you is all pretend.
How many times will I fall,
Until I completely combust?
I can’t look myself in the mirror,
Without feeling completely ashamed.
When I see you, I fall apart,
With no sign of redemption.
Please, I am begging you,
Won’t you come back in,
My life, I need your heart.
I can’t think of your words,
But I am so ready for a new start.
I can’t walk away from you,
Without signs of a broken heart.
I hope I don’t end up completely apart.
rain falls from the blackness in the sky, the water soaks the earth. here we stay a float, but slowly we are drowning. the mud grabs us by the ankles, pulling us into the ground. everyday is a struggle to move. With all of these days, we carry out this weight, walking closer to the pavement. we tippy toe across the marsh, crashing faster each time. crushed to our knees, our hearts slow to a beat. we question our strength, savoring every last drop, like the very last scotch. and at the end of the day, when the moon covers the view. your soft hand pressures, then squeeze’s these muscles and slowly cracks the bones, you push down upon me, I pray you don’t break me. With all the pain and agony, we continue to push forward, but we question our lives, always struggling to stand up straight. fearing our inevitable fate. carrying this horrible weight. Note; In all honesty this is about the world and the struggle to live, have faith in God, but the weight some t...
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