When the mind is at war with the heart, air becomes suffocating.
So sad, last night became the last time. All that is left are the memories of the usual spot.
I woke up with my eyes shut. Afraid to face reality; so scared to revisit the thoughts that put me to bed. What do you do with unpleasant memories? Burn or crush them?
Unfortunately, Just like the wind you can’t catch them.
They keep hovering around and won’t leave your head.
Who takes the blame after a fight?
Do you push it on one fellow or blame it on the overflowing emotions?
Really, who should take the blame when anger takes over?
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