Dwelling in the past is like poison to me, it turns my emotion toxic and brews a cocktail of negative crap within me.
With constant reminders of what I could have and what I had given up flashing in front of me, the path of poison is hard to evade or resist.
I had done what I thought was right, did what I could but why do I have so many regrets? I tried so freaking hard and every time my heart ends up cracked and I need to mend it back together again but it never will heal completely.
How can a person feel like crying but numb at the same time like a tap without an opening?
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