I write for my own personal healing, hoping it may touch a soul.
Your mouths like a rifle With every shot you shoot There’s a push back Tell me where exactly are you aiming at I heard what you said no need to repeat that
By Sandra Yvette5 years ago in Poets
Oh wow What’s that, that you say? No way You said, “us” Suddenly there’s trust? What am I speaking of? I’m fucking crazy?
I cannot lie I have not being doing too well I try to run, but end up back inside my personal hell I think I’m beginning to find comfort in this cell
I do not blame her Nor do I blame you But I promise the love I give is true I don’t care what I must go through Patience is a virtue
What do I do What can I say Babygirl you finally stopped forcing people to stay Now let the wind guide them on their way
You no longer seek pleasure in these men My spilled ink is the witness, they are the pen Do you comprehend what you have accomplished
I just want to lay my head on your chest right now Feeling your touch quiets the demons that were talking so loud Let me know if you want me to be here for a while
I’m not even sure where to go from here A leap of faith I debate to take Something holds me back from getting too near Where did we take a turn
Am I wrong for holding on To something I was blind to all along How could I not see that you were really into me With all my insecurities screaming so loudly
I give out chance after chance beyond what I should. A lot of my pain, you can say was self inflicted. My heart only knows how to, LOVE.
I don't need you guessing So let me start confessing Actually, consider this as me professing, That yes I'm still feeling you
There goes my phone again, ringing and ringing I won't take your calls, blocked your whole family off Say what you want, you can't hurt me more