Re-Learning To Love Thy Self: A.P.C. Part 2
by: Tyler Ross
Still figuring out how to love myself.
I try to look deep down
and there’s a sadness
affecting my health.
I know it’s there.
Love lost because I decided to
tear at my heart
Dared to part
with the warmest I’ve known
from my life’s start.
I fucking ruined what I had
because I was scared of my new home.
The sweetest love.
Ready, aimed and soared above
the unknown
out of my mind
and away from the ultimate love possibilities.
Accepted and protected,
I was.
Lost my second chance all because
I had it all and I dropped the biggest ball
one can get in this life.
I feel antsy almost every night.
Tight in my chest and in my mind,
alright?
You don’t leave my mental site.
And that’s all right.
I’ve tried and you always seem to be
the brightest light.
I’m still so far,
so far from being.
From loving me again.
So I can fully love again.
Okay?
I was wrong. So wrong.
You were right.
It’s time to say…
Good night.
My own hell, I set.
I’ve still got so much regret.
Stuck in a life full of inner hurting debt.
Gambled. Lost it all the day I jet.
I’ve still got so much regret.
I'M SO SORRY!
Back in time to the day we met.
Rewrite the day I left.
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