Bitter Buttercup

I’m feeling kinda bitter, sorta out of sync. Your choice to prove, my threat to use, is merely incomplete.
You push me to make promises
To mend your broken heart. Our thoughts be one, by kingdom’s come, are not nearly from the start.
I ask for only understanding, and acceptence of the whole. Paitence is the virtue desired by the soul.
It is time to carry on, moving forward un reverse, step by step and breath by breath, on what faith do we have to lean on?
History is the reference in which we draw upon, when looking to the future, to base our choices on.
Take my hand in yours, I will follow where you lead, my precious bitter buttercup, It’s only you I need.


About statickitten131

My name is Amanda and I love writing. Currantly I have been writing poetry more as a canvas to channel my Bi-polar energy and to strengthen my skills.

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