aftr bein awake 4 more than 24hrs ovr d weekends n constant pndrg.. tis is wat i came up wif
wat if i say
for each second ur on my mind
it hurts every bit of my soul
for each moment you turned away
it breaks me to pieces
tryin to stop thinkin
bt never able too
a wound; deep and unhealed...
d unspoken pain
and my soul withers
memories of u, walkin away... again, repeatedly
hurting and hoping
a silent prayer: you, plz.. stop. turn and look at me.
