Dear Lost Women,
It's been 189 days 7 hours and 13 minutes
I lay n cry.
U have grown and I've come far to not find my soul
The feeling of traveling from the deaths of despair. Seems to consume me more and more each day.
I have crawled my way to pure misery. The feel of my soul no longer lives within me and craving it's defeat.
The hope that once was place inside of me will never repair .
I felted and failed to protect my inner me. Can I love myself within you . Can I smile down upon ur love to outshine the storms . To lift my light that surround darkness. Love me unconditionally!!!
I cry and snob harder just thinking about u , me and another life . The touch of ur skin . The little hand that helds onto mines. That hair that curls its devine. Would u love me ??? Am I willing to find your love to bloom and blossom you . Take you within the darkness with me . Oh sweet boy only if I was good enough...
The
Lost women
For months I couldn't get up off the floor I have wonder what do but refuse to moved. Family and friends where no longer .I have ran so far my feet hurt along . I loved a man I didn't know that seem to end with a surprise.
"Why me"!!!
Get up!!!!
The first step is a shower .
It goes along with washing your ass
Come on u can do it.
I prep talked myself for months..
But an the end I reminded in my own bubble.
While life still stood beating us down.