Hurts

It hurts...

It hurts since I went as hard as I could

Again

It hurts since I tried too much

And again

Failed.

It hurts since I look at you

Always

But fail to see myself painted in a white hue

Always

The me I wish to be

At least

Nowadays.

It hurts but for now I'll sleep

Maybe

I'll quiet down the dark thoughts of need

Maybe

And I'll sleep soundly

Honey

With you by my side

You big phony.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A trialing and indicative piece that allows the reader to wonder when, well done, good read.

[Tiny Drop]

Thank you for your review Thomas!