One last hope for forgiveness.
You once promised me eternity so the shadow would fade, but you were wrong.
It didn't fade, it just kept coming back. Now it's taking over my life and I don't know how to make it stop.
My life is fading away
one day at a time.
YOU ARE READING
End of Rush Anthology
PoetryHave you ever felt so distracted by work that you had no time to enjoy your life? You've found that every day is a blur of deadlines and stress. Every evening you come home exhausted and ready to collapse, but still have to suffer through more work...
