I fucking hate this forsaken year.
last year was so different for me.
I had so much luck and love,
this year has kicked my ass.
this year took away my love.
this year almost killed me, literally.
this year almost took my will.
this year is so fucked for me,
seemingly nothing can fix it.
there is one way that can,
hell will freeze over before then.
I want to forget this year ever happened,
especially the way that I started it.
With few drinks, and you in my arms.
YOU ARE READING
Afraid to Speak
Nezařaditelnéthis started as a way to vent. it has now become the words I couldn't say to, or the ones I did say and no one cared enough to listen to.
