Love the way my bunnies take afternoon naps, the way my freshly washed hair smells, lemon cookie oils burning, people who laugh unapologetically, and the man that holds my hand each day and tells me I am loved.
I loathe the illness that makes living hard but my work and my children make it fade into a dull roar. An empath, a poet, a lover.
13 years ago next week...lived on this rollercoaster that robbed me of a "normal" life. Who knows if this ever gets easier...Continue Reading...
That door I drew gave hopes of you and left that cut wide open You walked away and I begged to stay and the truth was quite a token She lit a fire in you and I burned like cold and ash, as the wind made me believe that my soul was hungry and black.…Continue Reading...
If I ever find the reason...my head is so mishappen I may just start believing...that life is lived on purpose Until then Ill keep wishing on the setting sun...that my heart keeps repeating what its already begun.Continue Reading...
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