#fearless
FEARLESS
Jun 13, 2015
Open wounds
in my chest.
I’m no
longer afraid to let you in.
I want to be
me, what YOU intended me to be.
Silence.
Awake.
The Silence
kills,
Afraid that
I’ll lose myself.
Buried in
light,
Cus
darkness seems to be too right.
Wrong time,
left turn.
Obstruction
ahead.
Chaos.
Death.
Resurrection
in bed.
Goodbye to
the lies.
Alas, I’m
alive!
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