I am letting my eyes bleed from my heart until there's none left for me to shed.
I am squeezing everything I feel until I am dried up so that I may become whole again.
God, hold my heart tight enough so that pieces will stick back together again; and it may become whole again.
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 2:29 AM UTC
I am letting my eyes bleed from my heart until there's none left for me to shed.
I am squeezing everything I feel until I am dried up so that I may become whole again.
God, hold my heart tight enough so that pieces will stick back together again; and it may become whole again.
