turning point
Part of my disorder
is that consistancy isn't real
every day is a wave that I am forced to ride
I want to grab each day by the horns
I don't want to be on a ride anymore
I want to be the driver
I want to set the pace of my days
I will see a time where this is my present
and not just a fantasy
I will have control over my life
one day
lisa donohoe
Fri 8th Feb 2019 11:33
To achieve it
One must belive it and speak as if its already their's for the taking..
The sadness in your poem made me want to express to you that everyday we breath is a blessing. You will conquer anything you wish, once you believe you can ?