Sep 2015
This is life.
You learn to hide everything behind your eyes so you don't cry.
You learn to laugh at anything and everything so no one sees your weakness.
You learn that giving in means giving someone the power to hurt you.
But at the end of the day, you're just as messed up as the rest of them.
There will be days when you will lie broken at someone's feet, nights you will soak your miseries into their shoulders.
And when you've nothing left in you, you can only hope that they will hold you and kiss your eyes so you know you're still beautiful.
You learn to hide everything behind your eyes so you don't cry.
You learn to laugh at anything and everything so no one sees your weakness.
You learn that giving in means giving someone the power to hurt you.
But at the end of the day, you're just as messed up as the rest of them.
There will be days when you will lie broken at someone's feet, nights you will soak your miseries into their shoulders.
And when you've nothing left in you, you can only hope that they will hold you and kiss your eyes so you know you're still beautiful.
September 9, 2015
...one of the few things I've been able to write at work. It's just a thought that's been smashing around in my head all morning.
...one of the few things I've been able to write at work. It's just a thought that's been smashing around in my head all morning.
