Do I just wait it out, patiently
This feeling as it devours me whole,slowly
That comes and go, like the wind
That overcrowd my eyes with salty water ,
leaving me to believe...
That there's no escaping,
and no way to relieve,
this wound festering and gaping,
The agony and dolor that haunts me
I beg to differ and try to look at the positive side of things
like the memories and remains,
I endeavor solace
Finding and picking up these pieces I yearn
From them I learn
and to my surprise,
in someway,somehow,
now ,
among the many questions that waits for answers
along with the never ending curiosity and efforts,
I smile,
with the hope I hold and belief
Knowing someday and somewhere,
there,
even if it does take a while
I'll find some relief
That little by little I will feel,
not the emptiness, or some never lasting thrill,
but the feeling of bliss,
something that i've longed for
and miss
Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 2:28 PM UTC
Do I just wait it out, patiently
This feeling as it devours me whole,slowly
That comes and go, like the wind
That overcrowd my eyes with salty water ,
leaving me to believe...
That there's no escaping,
and no way to relieve,
this wound festering and gaping,
The agony and dolor that haunts me
I beg to differ and try to look at the positive side of things
like the memories and remains,
I endeavor solace
Finding and picking up these pieces I yearn
From them I learn
and to my surprise,
in someway,somehow,
now ,
among the many questions that waits for answers
along with the never ending curiosity and efforts,
I smile,
with the hope I hold and belief
Knowing someday and somewhere,
there,
even if it does take a while
I'll find some relief
That little by little I will feel,
not the emptiness, or some never lasting thrill,
but the feeling of bliss,
something that i've longed for
and miss
