your light was enough
as it fell on my shoulders

h/a

The say ‘roll with the punches’.
But I am beaten black and blue.

I remember a lot of things.
Things I shouldn’t remember.
Things that made me happy.
Sad.
Confused.
Memories.

burning up on the inside
like a house on fire
it's too late now

let it burn to the ground
you can't stop the flames
cry it out and say your goodbyes

at the end let's rebuild
make it better than before
this is my growth