I used to think the world was okay
And I could have everything I wanted
But then the reality hit me
I learned it in the hard way
Love does not come easy
Even if I tried to find it
I’d have to go through a lot
And I have, for a long time
Just when I was about to earn it
I ran away from everything
Because when I’m going to have it all
There’s always that little voice
Whispering in the back of my mind;
“I don’t deserve it.”
Out of fear, I dropped out
And I stepped back
Not wanting to experience it again
And so I stopped there
But I shouldn’t have done that
Because I’ve lived with the regret now
Wishing I could’ve continued and kept fighting
So I wouldn’t be hurting and struggling
And battling my own demons inside my head.
About the Creator
Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch



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