Sometimes I Die

Often times I feel alive

But there are those times

Where I die

No one can save me

It’s just what happens when

I try

To keep someone

Who I think loves me

In my life

Maybe they truly do

But something tells me

That they couldn’t too

So it’s like I’m forced

To be confused

Going within myself

Not knowing what to do

I’m stuck inside my lil cocoon

Slowly dying

Out will come a new me

Someone stronger than I could

Foresee

Just like a rose out of concrete

I will bloom

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