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Post by Jen on Aug 18, 2014 22:11:23 GMT -5
Darkness Soul
I was once easily broken, Until I learn to trust again. It may not last long, Once again I put my walls up. There's an outlandish addiction, which is plan for me to be closer. I don't have a handle on it, it never acquire instructions. I resolve to come out to demonstrate symbols on the boundary of folding, Years after years, I had to center on what was unrivaled. I try to remain calm without showing my pain, Feeling like I had been crushed in tiny fragments. I have asked myself why me? I have told myself you will live to tell the anecdote
Written By ©Jen Hill
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