Sunday 15 October 2017

Cry!

Cry! Cry because you want to and you know that you should. Cry for how you wish you would change things if you could. Cry for the lost heartbeat, the rhythm and what it meant. Cry for the moments, the years that were spent. Cry rivers and oceans and a million lakes. Cry because it wasnt meant to be and such was your fate. Cry for the love that was lost and for the hope that died. Cry for the dreams that shattered, for not ever recieving a  decent goodbye. Cry for your bleeding heart, cry for the ruptured mind. Cry for the fragmented soul, for how you always knew the truth but you chose to stay blind. Cry because its life and to you it was never kind, for the one good reason for it that ye shall never find. Cry because you are torn, cry because you are bruised. Cry because you feel tortured, because you feel abused. Cry because you are still alive but inside you are dead. Cry for all the times that you oh so hopelessly bled. Cry because of what happened and cry because of what did not. Cry for all the times you were weak but you still fought.  Cry for the infinite chances that you gave but never won. Cry because it doesnt matter now, because its over, its all gone. Cry because its in the past now, a ship that never sailed. Cry for it was your destiny, cry because you failed.