Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Maybe wanting to be happy, is asking too much…
A moment.
All I want is just for a moment,
Things to be okay.
I’m not talking about a significant change,
I just want a small break in this dark cloud that is on my back.
Maybe for a moment,
I can breathe,
To feel acceptance,
To feel wanted.
To feel like I am not a burden to those around me.
To be able to wake up and know that things will be okay.
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Posted May 22, 2012 at 11:15am
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