Sometimes I think I have forgiven you, but then I easily pray that you just pull the disappearing act for good.
I want to forgive you but it's not easy to forgive someone who never asked for forgiveness.
I want to be a good person and that means I have to forgive you,
I want to have power, that means I need to stop playing the victim.
Then I see you on the floor crying, my heart breaks
I wrap my arms around you.
Who am I to say you don't deserve to be cared for.
I'm bound to you and I can't free myself.
Even if I try I find myself back to you, maybe this was my fate or maybe not, truth is the day I will be free will be the day you pull the disappearing act.
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Finding My Voice
Poesia🦄 Art is subjective. I love writing, reading and sharing. My biggest regret would be me not sharing. I write for my sake and no one else. I hope you enjoy this collection and if not, I hope you find something you like somewhere else, but don't f...
