They speak of love and loss
they say I’ll find myself
that everyone hurts
just like me
I’ve taken too many breaths
shut my eyes too many times
to a darkness
that won’t fade away
Beat slow please slow
my heart that rages
boiled blood that bleeds
not solely for me
My eyes will hold
silent secrets shared
promises that soon
pain will wash away
Still I dream
held in slumber’s kiss
of when the sun
will rise again
I fear not the night
nor my trembling shake
I feel your eyes
watching me
Someday I’ll speak of love and loss
Someday I’ll find myself
I know not anyone hurts
at all like me
-Tyler Knott Gregson-*another old one*
Too many stuff I see reminds me of There Is No Mathematics to Love and Loss.
They speak of love and loss they say I’ll find myself that everyone hurts just like me I’ve taken too many breaths shut...
Kit: I feel this a lot right now.
Wow. How does he know? Gives me hope.
“I know not anyone hurts at all like me”.
They speak of love and loss they say I’ll find myself that everyone hurts just like me I’ve taken too many breaths shut...
i can totally relate.