Steph Morrow Shenanigans

There’s few that have made it into this heart

But once they have, they always have a home.

Even when they’ve fucked me over

And done terrible things

In some cases, the scars I’ll wear forever more.

But this year I’ve realised I still do and will always care.

Which is probably why I feel so deeply

The pain of you All walking away.

It’s hard to gain my trust

Or maybe I’m too easy to fool.

Nieve.

I’m hard work, emotional, insecure

Sometimes I look back on conversations

And wonder exactly what I was even thinking.

Some of the blame is mine

For trusting people who possibly predictably hurt me.

But some of the blame is yours

For not understanding how deeply

I truly felt.

I try to always be honest.

I try to always do right.

Sometimes the darkness swallows me.

And I claw my way back into the light

Any way possible

It’s hard to understand that

When you think and feel like someone not me.

After I never know, if it’s me

Or you.

That was the really the issue

Did I cause all this

Was it always my fault

Or do I just empathise with others

Whose souls also linger in the shadows

Wrapped in a comforting blanket of darkness

Still sparkling none the less.

🖤