Today again I feel as though my shoulders had broken apart, with so many thoughts weighing my head down. I wanna make a stand.
It has been my whole life since I yearned for better. At the back of my mind, there, all laid out plainly. There’s hurt in my head, there’s anger in my heart, there are regrets in my veins, ou there’s a lot more than broken glasses.
Trying to understand the beauty of a thorn that hurts, drowning...