And so we decide it’s better to be alone
than to be hurt.
After years of experience we believe
it’s best to kill what makes us human
than to let it kill us.
So we fight during the day and surrender
to regret during the night because fear
never filled empty spaces, it just made
them larger.
Excellent writing and so true. As the old song goes, Hello darkness, my old friend…
Well bled…
Such perfectly written and graceful sentiments
I like this poem luna
I like it!
Lovely poem. Not easy but nicely penned
This is so relatable
This is true though
When you can be alone with something, you’ve won over it.
a fascinating insight to the way some relationships can become or go through a phase as.