And suddenly you faded
All the lessons and the fear
And the courage all in one
Its a blur
I can't seem to remember
Anything we were
And I see all these girls making names for themselves
And I'm just here, waiting on you
Yet I don't know you anymore
What's better, false magic or miserable freedom?
The claws of uncertainty
Are enough to bring madness
Without him, I feel like nothing
And I beg for reassurance from my peers
Because for once I was satisfied
But then overfilled
But starvation makes a girl crazy
And all the things she strives for seem impossible
A thousand worlds away, but barely close enough to reach
And she never feels enough
So is the misery worth the magic?

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Serenity - A Journal Of Some Sort
RandomThey tell me that what I create is chaos. But what I create is the only thing that brings me serenity. ~ warning: this book abruptly switches from deep personal narratives to really random stuff so hop on and enjoy the ride