Category: Writers Block
I try, I cry, but nothing lifts the weight from my sagging shoulders, ah ha! you are quick to label me weak, but you would be mistaken. The chains you see, I wrapped around myself to contain the pain, to imprison it inside me, so it cannot run amok, wounding those I love. As long as it remains internalized bleeding me dry, pacing and fretting like an animal in a cage, I'll be ok after all I have the hope of your love to assuage the agony...don't I?