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stained

we started lost
we were found in the middle
we’re turned upside down again
i’m wounded a little.
and i cry every time we hug because it feels
like there’s
some kind of space.
i wish parts of my life were pencil sketches
i know there are scenes
i would erase.
the struggle for simplicity that’s become my life
is unsettling
and  i long to just feel
nice
for a change
god picked up the world
and dropped it
and i cant stop this..
why do we fight this
why do we fight.
I know I will fight again tonight,
fight for sleep
I’ll cry and pray it will just come to me.
Last night I had a dream I was not afraid
in r.e.m. i start be okay.
my heart likes when i believe this way.
remember when we were
ungratful but with roofs over our heads?
i wish i could take back even the thoughts
i had kept in my head.
all my choices are like wounds
left to long to bleed i stepped all over my bandaids
i stained everything.

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