A face that carries olden dreams reborn. A heart that heals what the past has torn.
Threads of Time
A face that carries olden dreams reborn. A heart that heals what the past has torn.
My tender heart abandoned and betrayed, Once steady nerves now shattered and decayed. Anguish and despair, searing and unfiltered, Leaving me lost and bewildered.
I spoke, but the wind exhaled my words away whispering them to the leaves instead.
A glass of fire, both bitter and sweet, Whiskey in hand, now tainted, not so neat. Shards of trust deeply cut, their edges raw A sudden plunge, a pit I never saw.
Come, gather ‘round, ye friends of old, and hear An epic tale of Fuzzbutt’s reign of fear. Though fluffy, cute, his mighty booty slays, Fear not! This tale shall bring thee no dismay.
Lost in a sea of clichés drifting on phrases worn thin, where every “it’ll be okay” feels like a stone tied to my skin.
I've been feeling like I've been having some sort of energetic hangover that's lasted a few days now. Definitely not feeling the greatest, to put it mildly, and that is okay. The last few days have felt pretty intense and well, wonky. It's hard to explain but it feels just weird on an energetic level.…
"Say what you wanna sayAnd let the words fall outHonestly I wanna see you be brave" ~ from the song "Brave" by Sarah Bareilles My last post here was from 2018 which is over six years ago. I started this blog to help me in my healing journey and thought it might help someone else…
I felt what happened today. This may sound crazy, but I felt it in my soul. It was not your fault. It's okay that you felt shocked and confused. It's okay that you felt angry and furious. It's okay that you felt sad and depressed. It's okay... that you feel... and that in itself is…
Take my hand. Please. Come with me. You don't need to take this anymore. We are leaving this place together. I will help you.
You feel confused. Humiliated. Dehumanized. I know. I know how it feels.