quinta-feira, 7 de novembro de 2019

Resilience

She's insecure.
She crawls and yells
In the back of my mind
Shutting me down
Then teasing me up
She's scared.
These are extreme measures,
I know
What if it kills me?!?
She didn't seem as frightened while making plans to our suicide.
It's not entirely on hers.
It's been on and on for a long time.
I'm tired.
She does'nt want to go.
I don't want her to go.
I'm scared too.
Protestant.
If they are telling the truth,
Why can't I move on with my life?
Why do I rather stay stuck?
Life sucks.
I'm on my own.
She's all that I got.

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