…IS THIS A DREAM?
by diary of a brokenlife
Why don’t love come to be so clear? Every turn I make is a dead end I can never find a way out. I let so much pain into my life. I hope life isnt what is making . I wish and dream of a perfect life but I always snap out of it. All the cuts and bruises are battle wounds but yet my life is a battle. It seems that every person I meet shoots my heart and I keep walking. And continue getting shot. Then I walk into your life, and you don’t own a gun, you kiss my heart and heal the wombs.
But that’s all in my dream
nobody’s perfect but having something real is worth more than anything. teens if you are struggling with love or relationships take time for yourself and figure out what you wanna do. Can take you down a bumpy roller coaster.