To hold on a little longer to something that was never meant to stay
Category: unhealed
What it could have been, Dream…
What could it have been, had it not remained a dream…
Drenched in you and yours,
Of the fear to be empty, I still held the nail that punctured my heart. To have squeezed my heart Out to the last drop of blood I still could not extract the last piece of love That my heart holds for you...
Proclivity..
We define our choices and our choices define us...
Pledged forever…
Never truly undid.. The one I would die for Did not know I would... To tell her the same I have tried and never could... I was the shoulder she needed And she was everything I needed... Yet I was the fool who let her go! To let her be better. And she left me … Continue reading Pledged forever…
Priceless sword
Trust, a priceless sword, Should be given out with care When it ends up in wrong hands It will tear your soul apart.. When life’s base is shaken What remains is nothing more Than a debris of the shadow.. To reconstruct the unknown With no other tools than your own With no shoulder to share … Continue reading Priceless sword
Untold.. Uncertain..
When an untold pain Bottles up inside.. When there are no tears Left to cry.. When the hope of life Is shattered like glass.. When the shoulder you need Is nowhere to be found.. And there are a hundred boulders In every direction around.. Looking for the one reason To hold on.. To go on.. … Continue reading Untold.. Uncertain..
Facade..
Like holding onto the wet sand That drained down my hands It was like building a home Standing on the quicksand To turn away to turn about To have faith in the impossible To have been pushed around I stand petrified I raise my hands to hold on To what once was mine To only … Continue reading Facade..
To be untameable..
How many have chosen me. How many have left me behind. How many have I been loyal to. Yet to how many was I just a tool. How many compete everyday to be The master I bow to. It has taken me a decade to learn not to Be the toy for people to play … Continue reading To be untameable..
Turned away..
Turned away Amid the cold mist I stand With the only desire to hold your hand I want to scream that I am yours But I turn away drowning in tears For your hands have already found The love you needed that was not mine.
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