My self-love is circumstantial.
My self-worth particularized by events...
Scars are relics I touch with reverence.
Fingers traverse across these marks...
I finally let you go you know?
My heart was full of such sorrow...
Rain droplets making a beat as it hits the ground...
Gaining speed and then eventually slowing down...
The green in the air, alarms going off in the...
Momma:
My momma, my love, my guiding light...
An eye for an eye
A heart for a heart...
You cut me out,
You cut me thin...
I lost you all them years ago
I never even got the chance to know you...
What's left when your dreams have gone
What's to give when you have given it all...
i should be in therapy right now.
“should” is an interesting word...
When the road ahead seems long and hard,
And you're feeling weak and scared...