that day will forever be special to me.
it was my very first day writing in this blog.
my journal.
my heart.
thank you for following.
for my silent readers,
thank you for being my inspiration to start this blog.
and to all of you who have now traded similar stories of pain and with me.
who have cried with me.
thank you for everything.
together we will heal through our tragedies.
become stronger.
and be something else,
than a victim.
a case of a childhood impaired by molestation
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
everything changes
sometimes something happens and it changes everything.
that something happened to me,
or at least the beginning of that something.
i know i don't make any sense.
but give me time to heal and process things a little more
and i will explain.
everything.
i know i have been quite absent here lately,
but that is definitely a good thing.
i'm at peace.
just know this.
i'm at peace.
that something happened to me,
or at least the beginning of that something.
i know i don't make any sense.
but give me time to heal and process things a little more
and i will explain.
everything.
i know i have been quite absent here lately,
but that is definitely a good thing.
i'm at peace.
just know this.
i'm at peace.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
uneasiness
sometimes i wonder,
where will today end
i lose contorl over my emotions a lot lately.
i'm such a big mess.
it's embarrassing.
i wake up only hoping,
dreaming,
today is a new day.
today will be better.
only to be in a worse position by nightfall.
sundown only brings uneasiness.
where will today end
i lose contorl over my emotions a lot lately.
i'm such a big mess.
it's embarrassing.
i wake up only hoping,
dreaming,
today is a new day.
today will be better.
only to be in a worse position by nightfall.
sundown only brings uneasiness.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
a discovery
sometimes we discover things about ourselves
a little too late
its that belated-ness that makes us doubt
makes us wonder if we can really actually do this
a little too late
its that belated-ness that makes us doubt
makes us wonder if we can really actually do this
life in real time
and in the end
living, breathing...
remembering.
tragic and in a frenzy
unhealthy, unstable
what does everything mean?
if i live and i feel,
if i breathe and dream
what does that mean?
i have been feeling,
dreaming nightmares.
like they were life in real time.
heart racing,
pulse quickened.
tears awaken,
my sleep.
living, breathing...
remembering.
tragic and in a frenzy
unhealthy, unstable
what does everything mean?
if i live and i feel,
if i breathe and dream
what does that mean?
i have been feeling,
dreaming nightmares.
like they were life in real time.
heart racing,
pulse quickened.
tears awaken,
my sleep.
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