I hide the pain inside my brain that's filled with thoughts of life...of death...of love
Love lost, love found, the cliche love that's all around that fills, that cuddles, that suffocates...
Is it love? Is it a fabrication? I think I need a vacation...from my thoughts that keep me up at night.
So should I might to take flight at the sight of love right in front of me? Or should I run away?
Is it true love? What is from above...or below? How can one tell? Am I blessed or doomed?
Has love braeken, can it be shaken? Will it stand the test of time? Will it be lost...can it be taken?
Eternity never ends. It's timeless when time blends and you can't find a loop or a moment.
When a moment stops time continues. Perfect photo ops. Of love, life, turmoil strife.
It never ends, your life depends on what you make it. Will you love? Will you grudge?
Or will you forgive?
About the Creator
Katherine Dockery
I'm broken and a work in progres but I'm thankful I can live through my writings. Hopefully someone can relate and it helps them too.
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