Tears, trying to fight back the tears. Emotions roaring thinking about that bumpy road. No love or hugs.
No positive reinforcement or encouragement. Just daggers from antagonist. Pessimists firing arrows into
your soul. That bumpy road. Tears and my tear ducts trying to fight em back but they're starting to roll.
Thinking about that bumpy road. Praying it didn't make me bitter. Negativity ***** my innocence
violated and pillage that which was pure internally. Praying it didn't turn me cold as an arctic winter.
Tears froze. How did I allow the orneriness to enter? That bumpy road and my unwillingness to veer
traveling that brutal course in the center. Tears shattering like the broken glass from a window pane.
Reminiscing on the road traveled hoping the memories don't drive me insane. Tears, that road, I may
never be the same...