Im blinded by the darkness that has fallen upon this time of year.
Im lost.
No hope. No dream. No life.
THe assumptions of his thoughts and actions on various nights tends to haunt me more as
i look deeper into something that honestly has nothing to offer.
Am i making the same mistake? Will he break my heart again?
And if he does can i take it again. Im strong and Im wise but honestly the love of someones life killing them with the same fucking sword over and over agian over the same wound bleeding and stiching it back up. Is that the right thing to do? Should i be putting myself under this curse. Im already cursed by this word we cant speak of. My secret curses me every day to everytime i sneeze. Im the fucking living and walking curse. Maybe its time to face it that i need to see the world through my eyes and he needs to see pain on his side.
Im not that horrible to show him how much it hurt, the blood that splurt, the wounds i burnt.
Im hopeless
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