weak link

On March 1, 2018
a poem by [tamara]

How are some so strong
Guess I’m the weak link
At night I tend to think
Why am I here
How could I fall this far
I fell hard
But I feel nothing at all
I’ve had all of these emotions
Running through my head
From crying my heart out last night
I woke up feeling dead
I can’t seem to feel
They scars you’ve left wont heal
You mean so much to me
But the pain can’t be undone you see
I’m trying to forgive you
But open wounds are still new
Maybe time will help
But that won’t change what I felt
Before
So I close the door
I’d rather be a loner
So I’m colder
I get chills
So I have to keep it real.

 

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