Can't seem to shake the past
It comes up to bite me in the ass
Leaves me gasping for air as it laughs
At my struggles and I crash
Right back to the same end
Crying through the movement of my pen
This paper is yet again
My only friend
Welcoming me with an open mind
So I ask how many fucking times
Can I lie and tell everyone I'm fine
Through these pretend optimistic rhymes
It's all bullshit I know
That no matter how far I actually go
I'll never escape the sorrow
Nor the ice cold sheet of snow
Layered where once I had a heart
But I think you knew that from the start
Without your love I'd fall apart
You truly left your mark....
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