And that's great when it's great
But when it's not so
I don't wanna feel at all
The feelings become worse
When I don't remember them
How or who I felt
it's not healthy
To spit them back up the next morning
And I'll sigh and shake my head
For myself so others don't have to
Even though they do
But then there's a moment that strikes me
Pulls at the strings of my feelings that are breathing something beautiful
And I remember those feelings
How could I forget them?
How could I forget
Those feelings that light a fire in the dark
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