Cold is your soul that
cries
Lost within...
Eyes search
As you continue to lose
balance upon the egg shells you tread
Actions are held within
your hands
But the decisions are
held hostage within the mind
So you continue to
dance with the skeletons in other people's closets
Making you fall behind
in life...
Exhausting is the
effort you take
Trying to fix something
that is not broken
Abandonment seems to be
the easy choice taken
Burying all hope that
could exist...
As you forget a little
more
Everyday...
That love is love
And it should not
require a specific label.
©
2016
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