There was a time when my writing was like a medication I took to heal my loneliness and aloneness, it was a stormy time that cracks open my wounds I hate to watch but with time I realized I couldn't have a fresh brain but a fresh start.
I gaze up at the sun not at the moon because I felt the burning sun mirrowed what I go through inside, my every move calculated just to be considered sane and normal, just because I play and laugh too much does not give a couch to paint me untenable.
Heartbreak is a free package sealed in a beautiful triangle way, black but still inviting, when you lack love at home you initially appreciate the little effortless gesture of...