I'm good with words, but don't know what to say.
I want to love, but am afraid my love will fade away.
Why am I always the one to stay?
Until the bitter end?
When will I be the one who'll learn love again?
My life's a mess, and I don't even know.
If I am heaven bound, or stuck in hell below.
When will the truths of life begin to show?
Or will I always be stuck somewhere in the dark.
Sightless, helpless, just wanting, no needing to do my part.
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sapriculous
PoetrySappy + Ridiculous = Sapriculous. This is sapriculous, adorkable, sometimes sad, nerdy, poetry.