I don’t want to cry anymore …
I can’t think of anything that I really want.
My two steps up the hill left me technically nowhere.
I got the taste of how I want my life to be.
But it was all temporary …
I just don’t want to cry anymore.
1 comment:
what a relief after we cry, knowing that somewhere there is a chance to find what we are looking for
at times we pause, but it is hard to keep that paused moment.
It will never end ...
our search for perfection.
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