You cut my heart in a million pieces. Twisted my reality in myriad ways. Who am I and what is real Today I barely know. What I remember is that it was my fault. Always. Somehow it still is… or so they say. By the time I had enough, it was like nothing ever happened,…
Tag: journey
Rewriting the script
A memory from the past Awoke me this morning. It was more like time traveling – through a dream – In a world where I was 14, And didn’t trust a single soul. Oh, what a troubled time! I had people around me, I can’t say I was alone. But every single one of them…
Living Outside the Boat 