Painful

Untitled

I need to forget you, I need to live for myself
On this moody skies, we’re praying for each other
I’m hurt and scratched up, avoiding the person that I’m too mixed up with
If only I cherish you in my heart every day

9 comments

    1. Reply

      You hid those words in your palm.
      As they slowly slip through
      That wrinkled hand of yours
      The words
      We can’t hold onto them anymore.

      Like

      1. I holed them true, in light of day they seem a lot more convinced of the importance of being than at night, when all is quiet and no one calls.

        Liked by 1 person

  1. Reply

    Great blog you have here. Loved each and every piece. So candid, honest and poignant.
    Happy writing. Looking forward to reading more of your work. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s