I can throw my hoody over my body, as if i could hide.
I can close my eyes as if the tears won't pour, and magically everything is alright.
and now that my eyes are closed, i fear what i will see when they are open.
is this the life i chose? but i never asked to live with my heart broken.
And what am i to do, when i feel there isn't much left, i feel the burning scars covering me. and if i keep running away, i'll never be able to catch my breath.
But I'm so scared, I'm completely unprepared to face these memories.
I just want to hide, and cry, burn my memories, let them die..
so sick of the anger, sadness, confusion. i'm praying god can make everything alright.
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