no one will have to know
There was a time I prayed to go back in time. Please, I whispered in the dark. No one will have to know.
But then I woke, and it was the next day, and the next, and the next. Everyday, like waking up to a bad dream. Everyday, facing the reality of what was, what is, what will be.
How do you rise after you fall? It's not easy. You struggle. You persevere. And you realize the tomorrow you never wanted is the tomorrow you always needed, and you begin again.
You'll know your okay when the whisper at the back of your mind is gone.
Please, no one will have to know.
But then I woke, and it was the next day, and the next, and the next. Everyday, like waking up to a bad dream. Everyday, facing the reality of what was, what is, what will be.
How do you rise after you fall? It's not easy. You struggle. You persevere. And you realize the tomorrow you never wanted is the tomorrow you always needed, and you begin again.
You'll know your okay when the whisper at the back of your mind is gone.
Please, no one will have to know.