Sep 2015
looking back;
i hear the faint voices of my parents creep up my spine;
threatening to hurt those who hurt me
yet,
never to love those that loved me,
the contingencies of it all ablaze past me,
but i finally feel
what i couldnt see in their eyes;
the truth.
i hear the faint voices of my parents creep up my spine;
threatening to hurt those who hurt me
yet,
never to love those that loved me,
the contingencies of it all ablaze past me,
but i finally feel
what i couldnt see in their eyes;
the truth.
They say theyll save you,and in the end you save yourself. It hurts to see them not being able to love you and the life you choose,to only tell you whats wrong,and not how you could too be right.
