To celebrate my sister finally leaving her emotionally reckless man:
This hurt inside is alive,
I've lost all my pride,
Begging for second try.
But I've made up my mind,
I'm gonna be fine,
Maybe in a month of time.
You're not the one for me,
I just could't see,
Through flames of deceit .
But now that fire has died,
And what's left inside?
A spark to lift my stride.
I've not been here before,
But I will close all the doors,
To a past that's left me torn.
There's nothing I regret,
I'm not gonna fret,
My future is wide open yet.
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