.:Heavenly Broken:.
Why do I create mistakes? I am just too clusmy with everything. I am never tactful with my words.My degress of assertiveness is not up to a level that people can appreciate.I cant seem to say things that are propper at the right time.Why is that so? I hurt people around me with words that I did not mean to say.I really did not mean it, but then when I try to explain my words I contradict myself.It hurts as I feel the guilt running through my veins.I can never explain what I really meant as the damage has been done.I can never comprehend why I ever said the things I say to people.Enough of justification, I need to change. Being tactful and assertive is as vital as my every heartbeat.Thinking twice before I open my stupid mouth is a more than just a requirement it is a must.
Time and again, I just hate feeling emotional over things I have done.I want things to be the the way it used to be , when time and space matter not.I dont want to fall again, cause I am tired of falling.The endless thoughts of my mistakes haunts me.I confess that I am not perfect.Broken inside as I do not want the past to merge into the masterpiece I am painting now.My thoughts are clouded with confusion.Will time tell another tale as I let is pass by.Is it me or is it world has become ruthless.Am I important? The edge is not 6 feet short but 6 feet long.I need an answer to define all that matters.Will catch me like before?
One thing remains, will destiny slip off my hands like fine sand.With broken wings I cant soar to the inner sanctum that keep me warm.A bad day, my blue skies have fade to shades of grey. As watch the waves wash against the shore.I ponder where will this head to.I dont want this to end.I dont to be lost in a maze when I put myself in the maze myself.Help me heal the wounds even if it was not your fault.Sew them up and bury it into the past for me.I just want the life that I read and dreamt of.Let me collide with the stars again............
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