I know what its like to feel burnt out.
Where you just can't figure anything out.
To lose that fuel that kept that fire blazing.
Lost, confused, and always hesitating.
Like the flames from a fire,
You kept me warm with a passionate desire.
You burned all of this pain away.
It's a reminder as to why I wanted you to stay.
Maybe I've been holding on to tight.
Nothing left to do but to leave these ashes behind.
The hardest part of ending...
Is learning to start over again.
Picking up these pieces, unsure of where to begin.
- Author: poetic_demise425 ( Offline)
- Published: October 16th, 2016 20:47
- Category: Love
- Views: 88
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