I’d cry for you but it won’t heal
The things that divide your soul.
I’d touch you just to remind
You that you’re still here.
I’d love you to keep your heart
Still beating, but your fate
Never was in my hands.
I can’t make you feel whole
No matter what I share.
And I hate how all the
Most beautiful people I
Come across are filled
With the most overwhelming
Despair. It doesn’t change
A damn thing, but know I care.
And maybe I even understand
How you became so damaged,
So embodied with feelings of
Being helpless and hopeless.
All I can do is write,
All you can do is write,
And maybe that
Is all we need to do.
Great write. Knowing How
Great write.
Knowing How it feels to drown in darkness.
To feel the beatings of the abyss....
Just know how it feels.
How consuming it can be...
The way it moves and destroys you...
It breaks me heart knowing that
you're having to drown.
To die inside.
*~Be Legendary ~ Ian Mascoe*
well at lest let you vent
well at lest let you vent your feelings
ron parrish