There are roads that we all walk every day
Ones we choose and ones we are forced to go down
People come and go and we still walk till our living end
But there is one road we all must travel
The one where we walk with ourselves in our own thoughts that no one see’s
That is the loneliest road
The risk of opening your self
To wear your heart on your sleeve
You might get hurt
You probably will cry
But to not be..,
You will be lonely
You won’t take any chances
You will still cry
Can I be vulnerable with you?
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How long will I be in pain?
How long will I listen to my fears?
How long will will I be lonely?
How long will there be tears?
This is for friends who have moved away……
I wish you were here
I hope to see you again
I long to hear your voice
I smile and cry about our time together
I pray you are well
I wonder if you think about me
I miss you
Even though the petals are torn, the stem is broken no water to fill you, you are still a rose still beautiful and always worth something.