these are just things i have went through, or am going through that i never really speak on. so i write about these things instead. its a necessary part of my healing process. thanks for taking a glimpse at the inside of my mind.
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 2:14 PM UTC
It is an issue.
The length of time, irrelevant.
How many times is too many?
Counting, waiting, hoping(not hopeful)
It wreaks of omission.
Not necessarily distrusting, more of a
waiting room of paranoia.
Blame will never shift.
Buried to the brim with love
Tormented with guesses and assumptions.
Blank spaces fill up with past bruises
Black and blue
attempting to discover anything that is
true.
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC
Nostalgic. Slowly passing by your unmarked grave. A rose and a letter sealed for forever. The words on it's page breath sorrow, attempting to live for tomorrow. The knife you held, took your life. A swift and violent blade, a means to an end. So promising, the life you were leading; cut short by your hearts perpetual bleeding. The last call, will stay with me until the end of my life. Guilt drowns me. A simple yes may have been the difference between your life and your death. I will miss you until my last breath.
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 12:40 AM UTC