Images keep haunting me,
Flickers of the past,
A similar face that puts my heart to racing
Can't even think of sleeping
When you're always in my dreams.
A prison I'm in, a personal hell
When a thought I had moved on
One old message I never erased brings it all back
And my self loathing kicks in
Along with my ever breaking heart.
And I only have myself to blame...
· Wed Nov 21, 2012 @ 01:53pm · 0 Comments