Overwhelmed thrice is my soul.
Upon the test closing;
Mind in shambles fingers shivering,
As I pound on the keypad, it's barely refreshing...
Yesterday, a frenemy walked back, overthrowing the social boundaries,
She expects,
Same comfort same solace after,
6 damn of silent treatment, giving me
6 damn of searching for a replacement, having me;
She expects,
Same camaraderie same trust.
How preposterous! Some people be.
Blessings taken for granted;
Saviours celebrated with thorns.
The more we dwell, the more infuriating it gets.
But in the end You lose me my heart says.
