She's tired of waiting.
Hoping only to feel dejected
On the possible scenarios
That could have been a reality
If only she was brave enough.
She's tired of looking forward.
Venturing into the unknown future
Walking aimlessly into the void
& although deep down she was praying
Wishing for another end of the story
She knew she wasn't brave enough.
I am tired of messing up.
I only have one life to live
But why do I always end up
Feeling sorry for myself?
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May 6, 2020
9pm
YOU ARE READING
Breathe Again
PoésieYou know what they say... we can try. || Collection of poems. || 2020
