My body feels empty , I can't feel, after it all my heart surprises me, sometimes....it begins to pound it ...pounds but what is it I feel , I can never begin to believe love is truley real. I view love as a weakness for as long as I don't love my shield is up right? Regardless my shield will have its cracks for the ones that made it exsistant I thought I hade it right .... guess I missed it.... the thumping that sometimes beats in my chest creates hate I see the words flash ....mistake... waste.... run.. heartbreak....fake...your love trial is done..
I write what I feel ...I feel what I write tell me it's wrong ... tell me to fight