Peeling back the paint
Tearing Down the Walls
Starting Fresh
I sometimes feel as though I lost my breath
Gasping for air as I muddle through all the despair
That I created in my life
So much inner strife by trying to cause others suffering by
inflicting pain on self
Realizing this
I make adjustments as needed
or at least I try
I don't always get it right
A lot of trial and error
Following the heart is such a silly thing at times
However
I seem to fall for that trap each and every time
When will I learn that the heart has to be balanced with the mind
Signed,
-A Glutton For Punishment
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