thurmack

Since I have nothing to say, here's a poem:

Even if I left today
It'll be okay

I was based on false pretenses
Wanting things I couldn't want
Needing things too far away
Crying at a pin drop

But...
My heart is made of diamond
They say -
"Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger."

And I've been brushed before
Laying half asleep
Punching the bedpost to stop my brain
It hurts me worse than a shot to the gut

But it wasn't pain
It was healing

It'll be okay
It'll be okay
It'll be okay.