I feel numb. I supposed I’m used to it now. I’ve grown more and more resilient over the years. Sometimes it surprises me how quickly it’s over. I wonder if he still gets the same satisfaction. I wonder if he prefers that I scream or cry. Somehow the tears don’t come anymore. I find myself…
Why are we so scared of depth? Of connection? Of opening up our souls and reaching into another’s? Why is it that when a group of us gather in a room, all we can manage to talk about is how to cook a chicken? I’m tired of small talks. I’m tired of talking about the…
I watch the waves and think about how they have a life of their own, I imagine they are creatures trying to swallow me in. “Do you think it’s exciting”, I ask, “to know that the tide can get to us at any minute and yet still sit here and take that risk?” He ponders…
I stand in front of the gates, contemplating my next move I can go back to the place I know Or I can walk across to a foreign land A forbidden land I’ve heard stories about the forbidden land They say the forbidden land is filled with landmines disguised as flowers They say if you…
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