that’s when it hit me

You abused me till it became amusing, time-consuming, hopelessly bruised, and that's when it hit me.   You left me I had no control just some post stick notes on the bedroom wall, and that's when it hit me.   You consumed me till I could no longer see, forgetting how to swim, you all … Continue reading that’s when it hit me

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