![]() I find away to adjust, also with the absence of my friend, I trust the choices I make, allow my heart to mend. So I took with a grain of salt, my new found reality, I am not of my pain, the disability doesnt define me. I can express my emotions, but I can't run wild and free, My mind and soul would handle it but hell upon my hip, ankle and knees, This disorder came about, as a friendship said its last goodbyes, Soooo this is what I got given for all the years I stood by? I finally stand still to question it, life it is in fact? What the fuck is the purpose of it all if you get stabbed in the back? And after the anger fills the air, the regret takes it places, I never wanted to be that girl, Horrid, sad and faded. ![]() What we would do, If we had the chance to explore What we had taken for Granted the very day before, Some would say I'm selfish, To hold a little sadness in my eyes, But they don't feel the sorrow When I can't do, all that helps me feel alive. Everything is temporary, almost like a passing fase, some of laughter Some of pain.
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