We avoid pain,
we avoid loss,
but we avoid living,
if we don’t pay the cost.
Your words are like embers,
ready to burn.
Bite down on your words,
and feel the hurt.
Month: November 2019
Sometimes
Sometimes I feel like I’m falling,
And there’s no saving me now.
Sometimes I feel like I’m crawling,
Trying to feel my way out.
Sometimes I feel like I’m standing still,
While everyone’s moving so fast.
Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning,
And the waves are about to crash.
unwrithings 