My mind has its own heart
When the pain ends
where would I start.
Never Trusting again
...
Im on a ledge; looking down with dread
but instead, I move toward the edge
and find myself thinking of whats ahead should I
jump and free me or should I let what is be
...
Healing)
My Mind's Heart.
My mind has its own heart
When the pain ends
where would I start.
Never Trusting again
To scared of falling apart.
its my Trademark.
Doubt plagues me
with devouring tendecies
My faith is stumbling
and Fear taunts me
No comforting
No good feeling
just empty.
My mind has its own heart
emotional baggage is enough
to run a person ragged
trying to understand every passage
Knowing what I know now im at a advantage
being provoked makes it harder to manage
still alone and feeling every minute of
sadness
My mind has its own heart.