Can I really have something good on my hands and not break it...?

Do I have what it takes not to ruin every nice thing that happens to me...?

Am I unable to stop...? Am I unable of not destroying everything...?

Why do I have to smother it...?

I feel that I can't breath...

I could end up destroying the sand castle I've built...

And when the tide comes, as it always does, it will wash away the pieces and carry me with it...

To the bottom...

To the darkness...

To nothingness...

Where I belong...

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