Zenicia's profile

i get up at 8:30 am to add positivity in my life to put a smile on my face to experience life through his eyes. he speaks of angels he speaks of reality he sees beauty the world is a perfection over eggs and orange juice the sun rose in his eyes and show over me 8:30 in the morning never felt so refreshing.

Your words crumble off your tongue falling out of your mouth fleeting promises and broken hopes sacrifices are made as my dreams die

every word i speak falls hollow at his feet he claims my life is faketisiouse arguments grow with every breath every thought liquifying and running down my throat drowning me with every fragmented sentence

He smiles in his sleep an inspired reality life just happens for him everyday with new eyes excited that he gets to feel to experience my world opened my heart fell to the floor with the sound of his voice questioning what was inside my hidden truth poured out tears down my saddened face heartache stained his white sheets i was no longer hiding from actuality

I woke up with a broken heart all i wanted to do was talk to you the sun rose and fell i lay down with my shattered hopes n hand my dreams are crumbling no one to piece my world together i hold my head up high and i wear my broken heart on my sleeve.