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In ways of happiness and glee
Someone always tries to attack me
I feel a sense of pride
But then someone says something snide
I wonder if they actually care
What they say, and why they dare
I wish I could let things go
But my night dreams haunt with the events so
Replays, wishes, and nowhere for them to go
Just hopes, just twinges of security
Make me comfortable with familiarity
I relax, I start to ease up on worries
But this is when things start to blurry
Never should I rest
Never should I relax, even at life’s best
Because they will come
All the beat downs amid the Ho-hums
It is a vicious cycle
An change to fondness and constant trifles
I merely cannot remember the passions
Without being frustrated, having frustrations and irritations.
This is forever a daunting situation.