TranquilSimplicity

I'll never understand the side of you that let the bittersweet taste of death guide you into thinking there was nobody to confide to, how you let those you love feel the pain in their hearts as they stood mourning your casket in the rain after a spontaneous act of selfishness, after that bottle was drained of its contents. How you could leave your boys to hold one another in that room without a dad to watch them grow old, a sister with no baby brother, and a mother that you had told you would start again, start anew, turn your life around. What began as a bright new truth fizzled into a battleground for your demons to breed. You never though