Take my hand

Take my hand, let’s run away, let’s break away from all our pain. Your hand in mine we’ll erase the hands of time and recreate an ending where our story’s never ending. Where loneliness becomes dust in the wind like an old forgotten memory. No death from the silence of pain and regret, let’s run away, your hand in mine, let’s thrive together and abandon the rest.


Behind my eyes lay secrets that one has never known. Secrets of regret and secrets of pain. But the ones that scare me the most are the secrets that I can not differentiate. Sometimes I can close them in and peal back their layers of skin, but beneath their core these secrets of mine develop a thicker web of lies. My secrets like to hide away because their scared to be exposed, but oh the pain that would be endured if only I’d let them go…


It’s a weary world, you said this before as you held my hand and wiped away your tears. “I’m so mad at you” those were your last words. My neck got heavy as my head fell to the floor for I realized then you were too far gone. A few days later I got the call. You left me forever our love had died. A bullet took you away as time has taken away my life.

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