Scream, shout, go ahead and let all that anger out.
My heart is so heavy it is on my sleeve praying I will not do another good deed.
That is the problem with me.
I keep taking it all in and pushing past my limits all for the next person. The next person who will lie, about who I am, cheat, cheat me out of peace, and finally , kill any ounce of happiness I may receive. But the funny thing is every time I feel like I am finally dying and taking my last breath, I am right back to the beginning. Right back to where it all begins.
