Friday, October 4, 2013

When would you know it's a dead end ?

Decisions were never my forte,
But there's this one that I can't ignore.

When things becomes sour and there's no more love to give,
It's a broken heart that tears me apart.

The minutes feels like hours and the hours feels like days,
It's like a never ending hell hole.

As easy as it may sound,
I don't know where to go from here.

I'm lost in the fights in my own mind,
Wandering which way to go.