It has begun.
Bitterness slowly crawls.
Almost as if smirking a challenge.
But the tenderfoot love thinks it can outrun…
The futility of it.
Floating in the sea of lies.
Running on a cracked ice.
Still believing you won’t ever loose.
Sure! The love is blind.
But, maybe that is where it’s strength lies?
I know this blog seems to be dying. But I swear, I’m trying desperately to keep it afloat; going against the savage life and my own procrastinating mind.
Resistance… I’m sure you all have experienced it before.
Like | Comment |Subscribe