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Heal

The sickness is slowly picking up

Every now and then she stops

Catches her breath

And I see she’s aching but I can’t help her

She smiles

She tries

To be strong, to appear strong

But the sickness is slowly creeping

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Patching Up Myself

I’m still not whole
I’m still in pieces
But I’m moving and slowly healing myself
Or trying to
In the process of letting go
I’d like to cry for one last time
Not because I still want to hold on
But because I want to finally get over you