It's okay to reminisce.It's okay to remember how it was back then.It's okay to even smile when you dolook back...because all of those memories...how can one truly forget?But you can't stay there.You have to snap back to realityand realizethat that's all it is anymore...a memory.Distant.Cold.Not much life living there anymore.Don't make it harder than it… Continue reading Old photos
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I’m good at drowning
And even amongst all my bitter sadness and grief and anger and lack of sleep, I still miss you and I continue to wish that you would come home to me. What does that say about my heart? That it's too big? Too forgiving? Too naive to wish we may not forever be apart, that… Continue reading I’m good at drowning
Drifting
It looks like We've been drinking. It looks like We've been overthinking. And we are both So tired. So of course Our minds Drift towards one another Every time. Of course We consistently fall In love with each other. Because we are us. We are an irreversible fate. We are...together... Even when it's too late.
I deserve peace And if you aren't going to give that to me Then I'm going to leave.
inward.
Sitting in silence. Staring at the wall. Floating with my demons. Drifting away from it all. Dancing with dissociative habits. Drowning in my pain. Folding inwards. My brain's at it again. Sitting in silence Wondering where the time goes As I'm staring out the window For hours on end. Hiding. Fighting. Slowly dying. I swear… Continue reading inward.
Unraveling my soul 