Hhuuussshhh! ! ! ! - Poem by angelica arroyo
I know that you are sad, even when you smile!
Look at me, I try to smile; I try find the bright side.
Hope this is happening for a reason...
Wish this could be a dream.
Both of us want to cry
I try to be there when the rain comes!
A thunder storm is in us.
I will never know why I hate this but look at us.
I try so hard to make you happy
I don’t want no more sorrow on your soul.
I remember last year when we cried all night for the sacrifice.
I don’t want to separate, but we slowly move on.
I don’t want sorrow.
You grew a habit, what to do about these lies?
I don’t know, I try to keep you out of these things that make me ME!
I wish it could be like the beginning with no worries.
Help me to be something that is not ME.
We don’t have any control of this.
Maybe this is destiny.
Wish we could be alright
I hope that one day we can wake up and all this can be dream.
I don’t want to move on, I don’t want to lose you, I don’t want you to see these things- knowing these things I know, but you probably know more than I do.
Help me, please?
I try to hold you through the night
All is slipping through the cracks; hope we don’t go back to the crack.
This is a big black hole.
I try to move on to a better life.
Every step we had was taken, and it was for the worse then to the worst.
I want to promise that everything be alright, but it will just be a lie. Words hurt too- like the time I told you that I hated you for the damage we both had inflicted.
Now everything is falling apart.
Wish we both can see the right, but we only see the past.
Quit your habit, baby, please it.
We are making our lives worse.
I know that we lose every challenge, but I be there so now let me say HHHUUUSHHHHH and all will be gone; all be alright.
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