Im a ball of hurt and a string of unsure faith. Where did I misplace my heart. Is my life ever gonna be the same? When did I become this person. One day I hope to be strong and sure of the coming days. Im paralyzed with fear most mornings. I force my self to sleep and pry my eyes open most mornings. Life is not easy at the time. I did this all to my self. My soul lies somewhere in another person. It clings to him like a sticker bur to the leg of your jeans. Like the passenger that he knows not of. My prayers go up and I see nothing. My heart bleeds and my body aches. My head pounds and my legs are restless. I can tell myself to sleep but I never feel rested when sleep does come. Its like an intruder invaded my body and wont let me out. Im a walking shadow of who I used to be. Where am I?
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