What is it like?
To lay down and give?
To want to stop loving?
To stop crying?
I tried it.
It's not easy.
It hurts to move on
It's hard to stop.
To stop the tears
To stop the blood.
So stop and look,
See who are your friends are.
Rather they are human or not.
Stop the bleeding and the tears.
Because I'll be your friend.
YOU ARE READING
Just Keep Going
RandomIt's a mix of poems and short story. It depends on my mood. to help me get my feelings out. They all have a meaning and part of my life experience. A girl who got to comfortable then to aware of the true light of her world.
