Dear beloved,
Can you see my heavy heart crying? Morning for things I’ve lost and missing out on love I’ve never known. Have you noticed my watering eyes and fake smiles? My head that’s always spinning and worrying. Always seeking for something better but nothing or no one will ever do or complete the emptiness I feel.
How many times did you hear me say “I’m tired” and be able to understand that it’s the among of tiredness sleep cannot cure? Can you understand that once in a while I’m too tired of living and sick of fighting troubles coming my way? That sometimes the easiest way to face this all is by giving up? That at times I’m not able to see a bright future cause my past is wearing me down?
And how do I tell you that once in a while my feet are too small to walk one step forward and my hands cannot reach out for anyone? How do I explain to you that sometimes my shoulders are too heavy to carry this world? That I’m to insecure to feel love and be loved.
Sometimes this world is to hard to face. Sometimes I just can’t be in here. And I really want to tell you all of this but there is no way you would ever understand it.
Or would you, love?
