We write our own story as we make our decisions and I am still writing mine. Even as we see that our time is drawing nearer to choose an ending, it only becomes the beginning.
heartless waste of breath
born to prove there is no need for emotion
broken to all
smiles that creep through your skin
spreading with lies
deep within truth
truth?
of the terrible past
faced with eyes closed
open!
open to the future
forgivness will be yours
when deemed worthy
by those who judge you
love you
hate you
mistake you
for who you were-
heartless waste of breath