Jun 2013
Everytime I believe I am truly happy. I lose grasp of it all.Like a baby snatched from the wound.
Taken from where they feel safe, cared for, warm and comfortable. Its taken from me, not shortly after I've learned that it was my home. I can never feel safe when Ive finally found that comfort zone. I know it won't be long before it will be taken from me. Even when I shelter it as if it were my own child protecting it from any possible harm and any chance of me losing it. It's still taken away. Taken away so often that I no longer want it.Maybe this is how it is supposed to be.Once you lose something so many times.... its clear that you don't deserve it.
Taken from where they feel safe, cared for, warm and comfortable. Its taken from me, not shortly after I've learned that it was my home. I can never feel safe when Ive finally found that comfort zone. I know it won't be long before it will be taken from me. Even when I shelter it as if it were my own child protecting it from any possible harm and any chance of me losing it. It's still taken away. Taken away so often that I no longer want it.Maybe this is how it is supposed to be.Once you lose something so many times.... its clear that you don't deserve it.
