Why couldn't there be a world where everyone got along? A world where you wouldn't put a blade on your skin A world where you wouldn't put a gun to your head A world where you were not taken advantage of and put down A world where you didn't drink down substances to hurt yourselves or numb the pain A world where you weren't bullied or judged
I'm sorry I've been gone for so long. My husband decided to start his own business, will 2 to be exact a home improvement company and an electric. Being the "supportive" person I am, I have been tagging along with him to help him out. I haven't gotten electrocuted so that is a plus but I have gotten a few scrapes here and there. Honestly, it was a lot of fun spending those days with him as he worked.
From your soft hands and soft lips to every thought we shared, my heart belonged to you. You made me laugh, you made me cry but now it is over. There is no longer an us and a tiny feeling in me is happy about that.
Why did you have to leave me here with them, when you knew you were the one who kept us together? Why did you go and leave me here by myself, with no one who understands me? Why did you die?
I started this project as just a way to pass time but now it has become a part of me and I'm seeing it through. So now I'm happy to say I finished the first draft.
In a world where sorrow and pain overpower the joy and laughter of others. It's hard not to feel lost, forgotten and dead. Where just a few words can cause so much destruction and anguish. It's hard to find a hand that will comfort you instead of breaking you down
There are times we lose ourselves in the process of trying to fit in and please everyone. There are times we lose ourselves when we try to change who we truly are. Then there are times when we lose ourselves just because we do not know who we are. Lost in a world where everyone is mainly focused on themselves, only a few are willing to lend you a hand on your journey. But sometimes even those that we think are genuine, are leeches behind screens, sucking you dry as you move along.
That moment you finally edited a piece of writing and it is so perfect that it makes you cry but then you lose it.
Ever had that one guy or girl that you just cannot get over? You sit and watch them move on, love again, find a new partner and be happy, while you are there sitting, watching and hurting.
What we look for in others is a reflection of the person we are inside.