Hands are loaded
Blowing the smoke from the gun
Taking the bullet out from under
Bad intentions escape the mind
Burns to the ground like ashes
Tears shed for what could've happened
Nothing left to do
But just sit here alone
Waiting,
Waiting for reality to knock some sense
Finding a second chance
A new start to bury all the sadness,
Deep inside
A reason to continue,
To stay and fight,
Find more than ten reasons to live
and move on from past mistakes
Because temporary mistakes should not turn into permanent ones.
<3 Kiwi 7/29/15
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Living in the present.
PoetryUnsure of what the future holds. Still holding onto the past. Every emotion is valid and life is too short. Don't be afraid to be vulnerable - know what it feels like, what it looks like. You are not alone. Believe that you are worth it. You can't c...
