This is for the words I’ll never say but for the thoughts I’ll always have.
This is me the one and only, lost and unknowing, this is for all the words I’ll never say.I must be strong, I must maintain myself to survive it all and at the end holding in my hands a little piece of hell and heaven to rest my head with grace knowing that I lived the life I wanted.
This is for all the ” Wait ! ” I never spoken the once I held in and took so much from me regretting later that they remained unspoken.This is for all the ” Stay, please for a bit longer… ! ” I always wanted to say, for all the ” I need you ! ” that I was too proud to say out loud.
This is for me and for all the joy I took in so selfishly and for all the sorrow that I shared.This is for all the love I had but I never gave , for all the memories I created and kept .This is me, a mess of many different people bound by many different things. This is all the personalities I had and for all the plays I took part in.
This is for the moments that I’ll always remember and for all the times that I remained saint and strong. This is for all the people who passed through me leaving their mark. This is for all the scars I’ll never show, for all the messages I spend hours writhing and without sending I deleted.
This is for all the love I had received, for all the wonderful memories I had.
And the best of it all is that this is for all the future, because I’ll only twenty.
Because it’s incomplete and I have so many more pages to fill
Dezy xx