When you're so close to breaking
that you are scared to even breathe in,
When you're holding on to a wounded memory
just to keep yourself from leaving,
When you're standing in front of a mirror
and you can't look up, meet your own eyes,
Look into mine, I promise to not let you drown
you ain't unwanted no more, you're home.
© 2012 Neha Choudhry
that you are scared to even breathe in,
When you're holding on to a wounded memory
just to keep yourself from leaving,
When you're standing in front of a mirror
and you can't look up, meet your own eyes,
Look into mine, I promise to not let you drown
you ain't unwanted no more, you're home.
© 2012 Neha Choudhry
4 comments:
Such a promise, such reassurance only you could have penned with all the right words, with all the right rhythm!! Love you :)
:) Thank u!
This is exactly the thing someone would want to hear in his/her low times. superbly written! :)
:) Thank u sweety
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