Hold on
Hold on to what's good
while what's good is still here.
Cause truth is,
what's good can soon dissapear.
Don't focus on the hole in your chest
while the bandaid is still there.
Soon that bandaid can be ripped off
taking more flesh as it goes.
The next time you'll need stitches,
but they'll soon have to go.
In the end we will all just feel more hurt,
than we wished to know.
The hole will tear bigger,
in this game of give and take.
You'll give your soul,
that they will in turn take away.
So hold on to what's good,
while what's good is still good.
Too soon it will leave,
and hurt more than you could've known.

ESTÁS LEYENDO
Paper Cut Eyes
PoetryThese are just some of the poems I write. My emotions in writing.