I need to be away from people sometimes.
I really need to clear my mind.
Searching for the substance, clinging to the love.
Only he knows my cries up above.
I vow you won’t see me bend, won’t see me break.
But you can sense the heart ache.
What happened to the smile?
That squeaky laugh?
No one knows until it’s gone.
No one knows how you loved, tried so hard until the well runs dry.
ever witnessed a rose die?
we’re all beautiful unique in our own way but we eventually evolve to dust…
mists in the wind
so we can’t pretend that our lives don’t matter
like we don’t matter
we can’t live life carelessly
we have to do things with intention