To be short

To be short, there is always a rhyme, a reason, but To be fair the mind commits treason To the heart. On the same side, fighting the same battles. Yet a battle wages deeper in the soul. To scream out against the heart, is to betray the mind, but not to listen to the mind is death to the heart. 


Don’t let me Drown.


I’ve come to terms that just because the current state of a situation is unsettling to me, does not mean, that will be the lasting state of the situation. I push you like I’m fighting against the raging waves of the ocean. You do the same thing as the ocean, you push back, leaving me drowning under the unknowns of this situation. All I ask of you is one simple thing.

Don’t let me Drown.