Everyone experiences suffering in their own way You can either be strengthened or weakened by it Perspective is key
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All I want
I cannot rest Without your arms Wrapped around me I want to feel your skin To feed this addiction Growing within Everything else Has faded away All I want All I need Is you
See past the grey
Sometimes you may find Moments of clarity They take away the disparity They take away the pain Cherish these moments Cherish what you see When you see past the grey It will show you Where you really want to be Image Source https://www.flickr.com/photos/grantscherm/
I feel the stitches pull
I feel myself go numb I feel myself shut down I feel the pain I don't know how to let go I don't know how to separate You don't have the same empathy You are missing a part of the chip I don't know how to fix this It is some cruel twist of fate … Continue reading I feel the stitches pull
True love has a cost
When the connection is gone I feel the pain When I cannot see you My heart pulls apart I cannot live this way I don’t know what to do When you fade from me I can no longer see I feel this pain I feel the agony When you disconnect A piece of me is … Continue reading True love has a cost
Where I belong
When I start to fade away I know you will grab my hand When I start to fall backward I know you will catch me before I land I have never felt this sure About anything in my life before I have lost all doubt and fear All I want is to feel you now … Continue reading Where I belong
Brave the storm
“ Who is the happier man, he who braved the storm of life or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?” Hunter S. Thompson
When I take my last breath
As the darkness consumes me I lose all sight and hope I can no longer see What is behind, beside, or in front of me It pulls me down deeper and deeper Takes away my will to live There is nothing I would not give To not be me today There is nothing I would … Continue reading When I take my last breath
Blurred words and voices
Everyone will judge my choices Everyone will try to say How I am supposed to live my life today They become a blend of blurred words and voices Telling me how to make my choices But what they do not know Is that they are blind They have not lived my life They have not … Continue reading Blurred words and voices
Words From The Borderline 
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