Timid steps,
But every moment with you I enjoy,
Knowing that sinners pay for their sins,
And you're still here,
And somehow I keep wondering,
How things are changing,
It makes me smile to realize,
All the ones we've taken.
Timid embraces,
And I guess I trust you, but I'm scared.
Still unsure coming out of the dark,
Strange how you believe you'll always love me,
I wish I'd admit it more,
That I think it too,
One way or another,
And I smile,
Knowing,
I'll love you.
Timid scars,
That like to hide under the fabric of everything else,
Wondering if they're all your fault,
Isn't funny how vibrantly they show,
Just below the skin,
I can still see the pain,
In my eyes.
Sad how that's the only thing I recognize in the mirror.
-Joshua Banks JJAJ
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When Sanity is Lost
PoetryAnd I just couldn't stop, before I knew it I was picking the pen up again. My second book in process this is soon to begin editing once my last one is done. As always hope you enjoy and find my insta @these.are.true.feelings
