Feeling alone, feeling the pain, it’s not long before it starts again . Wondering why, what wrong was said, many thoughts running through my head . Am I worth the fight? am I thrown away? Will this hurt ever leave someday. I keep guessing, I cower in fear, thinking that the end is near. One wrong word, one wrong move . I feel as if there is something to prove. Am I not worth it? I’m thinking no.. Waiting for the moment when you tell me to go.
Feeling as if nothing right can be said, so silence is how I’ll live instead.