Each time I feel some sorta relief, I tell myself its over, done with. I tell myself I’m over it and then I see the teensiest reminder and it all comes flooding back… I’m tired and I’m angry that’s its so hard for me, I guess that’s what happens when…
The girl who made you her own… and how you left her alone
Seasons
A thunderous silence; deafening
Unstable emotions in distorted proportions
The pain leaving stains identical to the ink of a tattoo
Reflections of shadows hover over your shrouded aura
You struggle to escape their tyranny,
For an irksome form of tranquility beckons…
I have the urge to tear her friggin’ face off… good thing we’re miles apart… could have gone a totally different way
Someone needs to keep chanting “breathe” to me right now… Can’t remember the last time I was this pissed…
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