ispirato da bevande

our words seem to shuffle amongst themselves and we're left spinning. in just a moment, i've picked up where your pain left off and in no time, i've managed to wrinkle myself up into a knot that i'm too scared to unravel. it's like standing on a cliff having been talked down, turning around and falling anyway. finding bravery in letting go has never been a strong suit. i find myself facing the choices i made without the distraction of support and it has tested me farther than i ever thought it could. in this clearing of issues i wonder if i will be strong enough to weather the storm i've dealt in the past if the rains come back around on the opposition towards me. 

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