i have to leave.
i cant breath here w/no hate.
i don't want to harden.
my soul is too frail to stay.
my lilac love will wither in this hate.
what am i to do?
my pride or my spirit?
just looking to the door heels.
facing the pain is hardening.
but once i flee i will breathe hope.
knowing their is new to come,
heels me enough to fly.
this spirit wont harden.
i must leave be for i am numbed.
i can't stay here.
i have to leave.
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