No more fight left in me. Today I let my arms fall after keeping them up and moving for so long. No more fight left in me. Today I surrender. Empty shell. Today I stop hoping and expecting. Things will get better, and eventually I will get what I want, but the time between then and now has already broken me, and I can’t ever get those pieces back, and I lost a part of myself along the way.
Currently listening to:
Hundred Little Reasons
Hundred Little Reasons
