Some in agony and some in thirst
some survive , some face the consequences, and
some… just die.
Sometimes it eats you away and sometimes it just haunts you…
You could spend so much time trying to fix it ,
trying to put the pieces back together not realising it’s tearing you apart
and when you do its too late…
Some days it whispers yes and some days it whispers
no just let me go…
Those times when you look into the eyes of the one you love and it just decides to beat and jump around again.
You feel alive in that moment and just for that moment.
It used to believe in love but you forget things when
you’ve been torn out and thrown to the ground… and
you just think to yourself, ‘ What can I do?’ …it’s only a
dying heart with a rusted soul…