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Dear life, why do you hurt me. And stress me out so much. You never have happy endings, But my heart you often touch. I'm not sure how to define you, As you seem beyond all meaning.
You have a friend Who comes over Every now And then Every time I hear Y'all laugh I remember.
Your nothing now. A mere memory to me. I'm over you. Meaning I'm happy. You're forgotten. New memories shall. Take your place in my heart. Without dismal. You're a ghost. From my past. Once was shown.
#household A little off subject . A sheet of paper on which to write, A story of all things nice, Chocolate, bows and a Easter bunny, Santa clause, balloons and sweets so yummy.
Happiness. How do i write About happiness.
The happiest moment I can remember At all in my life. Your kidding right. Here let me Write a list Of "happy moments' The top 3 remain By my standards 1. Meeting Sam 2. Talking to Sam 3.
I have an empty bottle. It's here in my hand. I'm going to the beach. To fill it up with sand. I have an empty tub. I'll fit it up with dirt. Finding garden worms. So they won't get hurt.
Dear Son, I remember when I hugged you close; Rocked away your fears, Sang and held you through the night, Kissed away your tears. So easy to fix any pain, That often befalls the young.
I am very troubled When I think of things I do, Of ways that I get round walls, Of people I once knew.
#household. Forever dark,. Forever lost,. Overwhelmed by,. Debt and cost,. Deep in depression,. Lost in night,. Life without colour,. Nothing bright,. Suddenly,. A window of light,. A way out of,.
This is my family. Small, not fully functional and at times scared to death. But I love my family, without them I would be dead ... Without them I'd probably be in a ditch right now.
Just finished it last night.
#household. This is it,. I cannot stay,. Time to pack me up,. Lock the past away,. Pass me that cotton wool,. Wrap up my mind,. Feel the highway's pull,. Remind me how I was blind,.
My demons name is anxiety A villain that many will know But where you, dear reader, may tame it I cower in fear of it so It keeps me from sleep and from waking It plunders my memory and smiles It...
Decisions, decisions, decisions. My life feels like a blur, Rushing past my ears, I don't know whether to think things through, Or just break down in tears.
If I'm open and honest, I'm glad it's not me. But my Mother-in-Law is not well you see. My wife's being brave and holding it in. "They're not going to have her, we won't give in".
Why am I lost. Can I be found. For what reasons am I lost. Will I be found. I'm sick of being lost I long to be found What did I do To deserve To be lost.
Your words Still ring in my ears Even after All this time "Is it good or bad being so self sufficient?" It didn't hurt You were just curious But it pains Me and my heart To not know How to...
Maybe I will cry for days, Or maybe I'll move on. Maybe I will weep and wail, Or act like you're not gone. Maybe I shall think of it, Or maybe I'll forget.
In age I wander, wise and untied The past behind, nothing to hide. A life of living, sharing all tried, My loving wife, the heart of me died.
Distant thoughts give birth to dreams from clouds of bursting senses; my mind ignites and swirls with sight, infused with sparks and visions.
Chapter 64 I didn't know what to believe. I wanted to know what happened to James. I really wanted to. But John, was he okey. He had no wings.
Seeking solace in solitude I pine the days away Wishing for a better light To make me want to stay Around me war is raging Inside I'm lost at sea I need to find some peace I submit to...
Staring down the barrel of a fully loaded gun. Winter but no Christmas. Summer with no sun. Being in a room with Hindley, West and Sutcliffe. Being told the end of every film that's ever being made.