I gave in
For the first time since you left
I gave in to my addiction
Now what is left?
I'm nothing without you
And now with you gone
I can't find the strength to hold on
Oh baby
Sweetheart
I'm sorry
You're wrong
I should not be the one in your song
Baby
Oh baby
I'm too broken to tell
What's left here is just a shell
A shattered version of what I've been
No strength
No longer a friend
So broken
Unending
Why?
Being a Widow and Suicidal at so young an age has been a difficult journey for me. There are many who have chosen to view it as weakness, I choose to see it as a way to grow, improve, and strengthen myself. Though sometimes I wish I wasn't seen, I'm not so invisible.
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Too late
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