Theres a fire in my soul and a sea of pain behind my eyes
Niether of which I can control
A fire fueled by sorrow, regret, and guilt.
Raging everyday and is the drive for my soul
The pain is masked by a fake smile and a quick "Im fine".
but hidden beneath is shame, fear, and hopelessness
Building a wall of ice, a barrier from the past.
Fire clashing against ice
each becoming equally stroner
growing more and more everyday.
Never at rest
and never to settle
forever a war inside,
one that I must hide.
YOU ARE READING
Ive Given Up
PoetryWriting is what keeps me sane and somewhat okay and here's the stuff that's kept me alive
