Forever swinging the blade, at everything in sight.
I don't know when, or how it happened but i'm very much aware i've grown so cold. Nothing, moves me at all. I think this is beyond heartache, more like a soul break. And I find myself, always thinking of my dog.
I just want to get back there, i've been trying to get better but i'm honestly no good at this. I'm no good at handling people at all.
Yet I feel like i'm on fire, and every moment the flames are bringing parts of me into the ash. I struggle so much with my past, I hate to admit it. But it's so true. I'm just really good, at standing tall. I think back ....and things have barely begun. Yet I gazed out the window of the 9th floor, and all I wanted was to go back to that summer..to be frozen in time with you again.
I've gone from always talking, to having nothing to say at all.
But I like to hear what my friend has to say. She's so sweet, I like hearing her want to take me away to places. The tears that fell from her eyes, I wanted to hug her but instead I just watched her. So beautiful, so wonderful. Such a great person.
But despite my history, despite this dreadful feeling. I will not be a victim. I have people to protect, I have people I love. I want to give them a reason to smile, we have enough reasons to cry.
Some how people think you need a guiding hand, but if you struggle in the dark enough you'll find your own way and others there way to you.
Azorii · Tue Jun 25, 2013 @ 09:41am · 0 Comments |