I wake up hoping to see the smile that brightens my days throughout the dreary week. + I arrive early make sure I look presentable and appear at your door. You welcome me in tell me to sit and you open your ears to my troublesome mind. + I tell you about the Abuse Hunger Pain Longing And about the People Love Torture Sorrow I've put myself through. = Yet somehow you still want to put together the b r o k e n pieces and make me *wholeagain.
First thing I ever wrote on here, and I think it needs some love haha. Any comments?