I'm trying so hard
It's never hard enough
Why do I keep going ?
It's a vicious circle
Each time the brush strokes deeper into my skin
The colours exude
Painting such a dull canvas
But it's never enough
Her words lodged into my mind
"Its only a graze it doesn't count"
So I push deeper
The pain pulses through me
But I keep going
Does it count if my warmth is gone?
Does it count if my colour fades?
Does it count when my limbs go numb?
Does it count when I'm dead?
YOU ARE READING
Erato
RomanceThere is a boy that has been in my heart for a very long time and I'm sure there is someone special that has been in yous . I can't tell him how I feel so I will have written about it . Love Hurt Hate Waiting
