1 THE STRUGGLE OF NOT HAVING MY OWN...

I'm not the only one up

in the middle of the night....

who would rather crumble to pieces

than have another fight...

I keep on moving all around and Around,

but i innocently keep landing on another active battle ground.

How much more, can one person take?

how many smiles,

can one broken soul fake??

how can I love so hard,

when my heart can't take another break???

how deep is this hole, that I'm falling in....

and why do i keep starting over,

in the same place I begin...

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