messages from america
the answer was right there in front of me
was i being naive in believing it couldn’t be true?
or was i being naive when i believed in you.
Wednesday 5th December 2018 2:58 am
i’m sure you won’t
all these cold faces
no depth or kindness
just soulless faces
that don’t understand me
these are the faces
that scare me
-is anyone like me here?
Monday 5th November 2018 11:13 pm
roots
i realized that
once you let the flower die
you can water it all you want
but it won’t come back to life
the petals fall
and lose their color
but the roots are always there.
Friday 26th January 2018 4:46 am
a story like this
I know you are hurting
I know you feel alone and that
applying more pain is the only feeling
that brings somewhat of meaning
to yourself.
But I promise you,
you will smile again
you will enjoy the little things
for everything that they are
and when you reach the point
when you dont know if you
should even be healing
or if you should stay down this dark roa...
Wednesday 8th March 2017 1:19 am
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