• fourth_of_july 6w

    Way out

    It can be your last time,
    The last time you cry,
    The last time you laugh,
    The last time you see,
    The last time you feel,
    And also the last time you might live.
    But you'll never know.
    Forevers are myths for sure,
    Sometimes fighting back isn't worth for.
    Your tears might dry before you die,
    Your screams might disappear
    Before you lie.
    All sorries cannot be accepted,
    All questions cannot be answered.
    Sometimes there's no way out,
    Sometimes goodbye's are the only way.