Shit runs out eventually.

don't think I've been in a calm place for awhile,he said, 'shit runs out eventually'when I feel at ease it's satisfying,like im high on drugs or something.don't think I've  been in a calm place,for a long time. he said 'shit runs out eventually'I guess, I thought,I could agree.Time to stop playing 'victim'the world is more … Continue reading Shit runs out eventually.

Fighting

Don't stop writing, Let words give you courage to keep on, Fighting. Let flames go on their own, Without you smouldering them.... Let the damage burn, Don't touch. Let them cool whilst you recover them, Don't stop writing, For it is your freedom to feel whatever you wish, Without the judgement of harsh characters, In … Continue reading Fighting