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...
Friday, August 18, 2017
There are days like yesterday and the the day before. And there are those like today. I am trying my hardest but just cant get a break. Each day becomes harder and harder to smile.
