Taking a deep breath doesn't help.
The world still feels ripped apart.
Everything becomes out of focus.
That's when tears speak for my heart.
It's like a brand new world.
The rules however stay the same.
My mistakes just keep repeating;
I only got myself to blame.
It's all just a confusing mess.
Maybe something's wrong with me.
Everything I do isn't right.
Just watch me and you'll see.
Tears slip out of my eyes.
I kind of want to admit defeat.
I'm losing more, bit by bit.
I'm worn out, I'm beat.
Then a hand reaches out
And helps me onto my feet.
The music feels very upbeat
As hope is something I meet.
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Pieces of Thoughts
PoetryFragments of hope, Fragments of lies, A tale of sorrow, And a lot of goodbyes. ------------------------------------------- Cover picture does NOT belong to me. Also, none of the pictures are mine...if you find out who ANY of the lovely artists are...
