these are momentary feelings; pieces of my troubled mind; i write what i think, what i think is what i feel, what i feel is what I am and what i am is what i am...... and if only promises could erase the past, I could open my heart enough to take it all back. But Ive been down this road, time and time again. And I've learned the hard way how the story always ends...
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Boredom. The most scary state I find myself to be. Yet here I am, bored again. A lot of things can come out if my boredom. But this is the same state that gets me to jump from top to bottom.
