Month: January 2019

Thieves

It takes away my joy. My focus has become solely on it. I don’t smile much anymore. I’m definitely not myself. Nothing seems funny to me now, I rarely laugh. My thoughts and time have been consumed by it on a daily basis. Every road I attempt has a road block, no hope in sight.

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The Best Will Be Mine

Running through a dark damp forest with no sign of a way out. Fighting for strength to open my eyes & wake up from my dreams. Gasping for air from my heart pounding at the thoughts. Life racing fast in a blur directly at my face & I cannot move. I look around but I

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