the facial tissue box is half empty.
my room's garbage can are filled with used tissues.
my nose are clogged.
my eyes are puffy and swollen.
my clothes are drenched from wiping the tears.
my heart is once again broken.
where do i go from here?
where do i pick up the broken pieces?
when will the crying subside?
how can i stop hurting inside?
my God, my God...
stay with me during my trying moments...
stay with me in my times of tears....
stay with me in this life's uncertainties...
i risked it all to love
just to find out he can not the love i showed.
give me more tissue from the box.
i have to wipe these tears away.
i don't want anybody to see me cry.
i don't want them to see the tears from my eyes.
where do broken hearts go?
please show me the way.
so i can finally move forward.
so i can find my lost self again
please show me the way.
so i can finally move forward.
so i can find my lost self again
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