Like attempting to run a marathon under 35 degrees of heat
you must see the silver lining in every cloud,
even in the huge grey ones that seem to never end.
That smile will come and shine new light,
to show you anew way,
for you to make bad choices again,
and have some fun.
Stop saying that it shall pass
it feels like one wave after the other
crashing the weak body against the rocks
Stop making me feel bad for being sad
I just want to know
When is this going to be over?
When will happiness last,
stay with and nourish me?
Sometimes the nail that drives out another strategy
just blows on your face,
very very hard
it takes you back in flashbacks
it leaves you empty
and lost.
Seeking refuge in other arms,
attempting to create passion with a new lover,
just drives back the memories of the amazing love you had lost.
Comparing hurts, memories break your hurt,
flashbacks leave you crying non stop
like a punch on your stomach that takes your breath away.
It was a bad idea, you knew it,
it was just a waste of time,
to feel some connection...
but the nail didn't drive out another,
it pushed it harder inside the wood,
the wood of your coffin.
