shattered glass

let go . .

i beg you

stop haunting me

and tell

your ghost

no more

for

i want

to trust and be trusted

to love and be loved

to be able to see beauty

to believe that there is

tomorrow

and the sun will rise

i want to experience ecstacy

and there is life

after

and inspite of

all this . .

i would want to

exist

as a human again . .

allow me

 

by Anonymous