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Apr 2018
What a wonderful feeling it would be just to wake up one day to peace and serenity.
When the burdens of stress overcome me I wish he would love me through it
It seems like the harder things get the worse he becomes.
I've never known the feeling of being someone's number one..
He claims he's my rock for me to lean on him , but how can he be my rock when he treats me this way. I just need an ear to listen sometimes or a hug assuring I'm ok,
How can someone that loves you and knows your struggles try to make things harder, I need to know if I should fall you will be there to catch me , if I break, I need you to know me better than I know myself, so when putting me back together you make me whole.
Sometimes I just need to feel like someone is there to help lesson my load. Stress kills
Written by
Kim Essary
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