I tried and i surrender. Is my instinct based on feelings? How can i be defeated so easily. what is my mind thinking, i have my own messes to clear. how can i expect others to commit time for me.
Another day, another night, when will the sleepless obsession ends? into your arms? your sight? or your voice? For better or worst i have put the past behind me. That's an answer without having to face any consequences or taking any responsibilities for thy actions. Is that rightly so?
How about the values of endurance, resilience or determination? Could it just be a pattern of stubbornness or it could be a solution
However there is no solution without real encounter. A live confession.
When will this be truly over and dealt with. i have no picture of you and in your absence I still think fondly of you and believe your existence. this is madness. you are nothing but a fiction.
My instinct is a fact my feelings are real. My heart is sincere, my words are truth. How can you missed all of it for years and when you have found you trampled it over and over again. When will you realize and start to care, or does it ever mater.
I am tired. i wish the sleep never wakes me.
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