My heart aches every now and then
Crying became a norm as
depression got me here and there
anxiety is now my best friend
As no one has my hand
Love is my drug
but no one is giving me a dose
to fall in love and forget
My wounds and scars
that doesn’t wanna heal
whatever falls breaks,
my breaking is my medicine.
I so need it because
I refused to deal with my demons
deal with my past
karma got me crying
every night,
but with one dose
but with one dose
of love I am okay
He said I must let his shoulder
be the cup that holds my tears
Maybe I need to start healing
and just stop breaking myself
couple of times because I ain’t fixing
but breaking me more