We hide grief, pain and tears sometimes ... Behind the phrase "I am fine" ... Repent to the pride of the soul ... and crushing a reality in which there is no honest containment. My heart narrows when I turn around and do not "find you" and need you and do not "see you", and I die thousands of times when I see your specter and do not "see you".
We hide grief, pain and tears sometimes ... Behind the phrase "I am fine" ... Repent to the pride of the soul ... and crushing a reality in which there is no honest containment. My heart narrows when I turn around and do not "find you" and need you and do not "see you", and I die thousands of times when I see your specter and do not "see you".