Another day, another page
Counting down
Another tear, another fear
Coming to an end
My book is worn and frayed
Focusing only on mistakes I have made
I can’t help but cry
The scars run so deep
Just like a river
Tears bring me to sleep
Behind this smile
is an empty soul
Behind these eyes
coloured charcoal
Behind every word
Behind every thought
Behind every scar
Worthy of life I’m not
To be loved is earned
To be forgiven is yearned
To be rejected is pain
To be forgotten…
Like a midsummer rain…
So this is my first post to this site…
but i have found for a while now that the only sanctuary I have in my life is those few blessed hours of the day where  your mind slips away into sleep. It’s a time of shear bliss where all your worries fade. when I am awake I never just “be” like it seems so many others have no problem with. My mind is constantly running from one anxious thought to another..I have found it to be physically draining. I wish I had an off switch on my mind. So everyday I seem to find myself counting […]
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