are the only thing keeping
me from falling apart
!
One small barrier
(between me and the world)
:
The one thing
that separates me from the dream.
My
dreams were preferable
to this
.
Much softer and filled with
more desire.
Tag: abusive relationship
May
there is a time to rest
among the soft flowers
[they exist
whether you are there
or not]
I got
I got lonely
I got used up
I may not have been
able to get away
then
but I am
More myself now.
Siena Rose 