I should stop,
Expecting more ?
I never learn, it seems
It should not be new
And yet,
Each time,
It is like I've never been here
I never threaded this path of pain
I never surfed this sea of anguish
Does it pierce sharper,each time?
Like an opened wound,
Ripped opened and still healing
Ripped opened,
Wide again with new plus ones
The scabs, a reminder always
Ripped opened, over and over again
And the throbing,
Seemingly a heartbeat on its own
And every time it happens,
Though expected,
Knocks out every single breath
Leaving me, gasping for breath?
Gasping for more
Hoping and hoping yet again,
Hoping against Hope.
♥
Heya Dearies,
It's a new update, I hope you enjoy it.
And oh Dearies, still waiting for your comments about the wattys.
Love,
Paris ♥
