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By CryingShame58 Date: 2015 May 15 Comment on this Work [[2015.05.15.00.50.4622]] |
| Late at night I'm restless with dozens of reasons racing thru my head of why and why nots. I search for the purpose of it all but come to no true explanations. I pray for God to keep the scary thing away that has crippled me, but somehow know at the same time yearn to be face to face with this scary thing. I want the last word. I want the last say. I want the last punch of ideas down the throat of this scary thing. But I know deep down Id just crumble and fall. Stumble away with my silence. The same silence I'm filled between the darkness and light of day alone in my bed. |