Saturday, October 28
...
and so i thought i was STRONG enough.no, i was weak.
i was hollow.
i felt pain.
and wasn't able to defy it.
i break down.
silently, i cried.
wishfully, i prayed.
as always, i regretted.
i thought it doesn't matter anymore.
but it does.
it will, as long as i'm breathing.
i'm torn.
i'm a mess.
i'm nowhere.
and i wish things would get back.
not to what they used to be.
but to something better.
something i won't call
CRAP.









