Last night was quite a night. I was writing in my diary, trying to understand my behavior and thoughts. And I ended writing this, which awfully says too much about myself. I hope you like it somehow.
XoXo
Gaby
"Remaining unloved."
What a heart-breaking fear!
Piercing her young soul,
scraping the future mind.
As the tender skin
remains flawless and brave,
showing everyone:
"She needs no love."
Not now, not ever!
XoXo
Gaby
4 Comments:
You will be loved. You'll see.
Croaker, I guess we'll see. Unless I die soon, which I don't see happening anytime soon.
I think that being unloved is everybody's fear. I know it's one of mine, or lossing what I have.
And everyone's loved by someone, even if they don't know it.
miss misery, I used to believe in that, but I don't anymore. I feel so hopeless.
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