I can do it again
This isn’t the end
I only lose
If I don’t move
I had nothing before
Now I fight for more
I’ll let life make me
Who I’m meant to be
Authenticity reader. Book reviewer. Content writer.
I can do it again
This isn’t the end
I only lose
If I don’t move
I had nothing before
Now I fight for more
I’ll let life make me
Who I’m meant to be
the voice in my head
doesn’t seem to understand
why my eyes bleed
how I need to grieve
my tears refuse to die
but this soul isn’t alive
I don’t owe you an apology,
but I feel the need to say sorry.
Have I already?
I know you haven’t heard from me lately,
it’s because I want you to be happy.
Everything reminds me
of your legacy
I still remember
who you used to be
now you’re just a memory
You always said
never say never
because some things
will last forever.
Do you write to remember but also forget
About all the things you now regret
Do you write to get away
Maybe you have something to say
Do you write about yourself
How you’re unlike anyone else
Do you write when it’s bright
Or a lot later at night
Do you write with a fire in your chest
Never wanting to give it a rest
Do you write when your heart is heavy
And also when you’re feeling cheery
Do you write for anybody
Or do you think of somebody
Do you write until your fingers bleed
Knowing that one idea is all you need
Do you write what’s true
Do you write for you?
Turn the page of your story
Literally and figuratively
They won’t say sorry
So don’t expect an apology
No storm lasts forever
You can always do better
At least remember
You’re allowed to start over