when the honeymoon ends there’s a feeling,
and then the questioning begins.
in relationships we’re always healing -
recovering from the past with new skins.
and now we’re starting to not get along,
having small fights and then making up quick.
all things are perfect; to you i belong -
but sometimes, some nights, the air can grow thick.
and though i know there are demons around
(even though they are figments of my mind),
in weaker moments my head they surround
(with traumas and epiphanies to find).
things happen for a reason, i do think.
of past, present, future, we’re on the brink.
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