Holds Me Back

I'm crying

It's midnight

why am I crying?

I'm on my bedroom floor

curled up in a ball

I've lost faith

 

I want to believe you

and the words you say

but what holds me back?

 

I gaze at pictures of you

wishing of what could have been

Raging sin

Wallowing in self pity

The words barely crackle out in a

whisper

 

I want to believe you

and the words you say

but what holds me back?

Author's Note

Be as brutally honest as need be :)