A little dramatic, don't 'cha think?

 


We all go through rough times. Losing someone - a breakup and sometimes for a split second
 it gets the best of us. I am no exception to that.
I have found though that in my moment of weakness I cave -
 then I come back stronger then I was before. I wrote this in one of those moments. 
Those minuet minutes I let my head control me.


Tears streaming down from swollen eyes - is how the days close for many.
The ones IN love VS the ones NOT in love. Happiness. Sadness.

21 years OR 21 days.
If the heart is real it is real.
If it's not ... another yesterday the same as tomorrow. No change.

My body is tired. My legs scream to dance. I just want rest!
At last, Sebastian sleeps.
The dark hugs me.
Lullabies play in my mind.

Questions run a rampage.
Where do broken hearts go?
What does love have to do with it?
How do you know when it's love?
Does every rose really have a thorn?

Good night, Igor.
Good night. Remote and Click.

I wonder, I must.
Do I delete these thoughts?
Like a chalkboard scrubbed or might someone understand?
Feeling the same as I do.

                               

                                                                          Kazz 💋

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