Protected: Going Back To The Old Me
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You feel a million miles away Each day drawing us further apart It seems we’re pushing one another away Then trying desperately to cling on Is there something left to save?
The Wrong House
When I struggle with my own words, I’ve found that the words of others can say that which I’m unable to truly express. Whether it’s through a song, a blog post by someone else, or a poem, it doesn’t matter… As long as it speaks to the deeper parts within me. As this poem does.…
I wish I could make myself disappear. It’s all too much. I want to sleep and never wake up. A darkness so thick and overwhelming I don’t know where I am. I’ve been trusting these past few weeks. Far too trusting. Now wounds have been opened, and attempts to close them are not working. I…