My words are all about emotions that I felt, I write because I am alive.
I wish that I could take the colors from the rainbow and place them in your heart so you wouldn't wonder anymore how good things got so bad. I wish that I could make you believe that you have a good heart at times that you hate yourself. I wish that I could take all the pain in your heart when you cannot control it anymore and made you want to cut at your skin. I followed you with flowers and butterflies but you desired to walk alone to fix yourself. You long for better days. Your heart couldn't wait anymore. You're gone again.
© 2021 Jae Clark