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...
Saturday, July 1, 2017
here we are. more confused than ever.... what is there in this life? i feel more lonely than ever.
