Faced with my pen and paper.
These thoughts fill my head like gas vapour.
I don’t even know what to say.
I’m just hoping everything will be okay.
I refuse to cry!
I need to face my problems and stop asking myself why.
Keeping it to myself won’t help.
I’m writing this,hoping my heart will get closure,
But I’m struggling to even gain composure.
If somebody told me moving on would be this hard.
I wouldn’t even be sitting here,feeling like a retard.
Not even words can save me from this.
All I can do is just sit here and reminisce .
About the times when everything was good between us.
But now there’s nothing left, but distrust.
It’s very awkward and tense.
This toxic atmosphere is all i can sense.
Will things ever be the same again?
You’re the only one who can answer that,cause I’m going insane…