Alone

Just beneath the surface are a 1,000 lonely tears I’ve done so much to tame them And hide from all my fears. Occassionally they surface; They expose my brokenness The fall so incessantly They leave me a broken mess. Once these tears start falling There’s no stopping all the rest Every wall I build toContinue reading “Alone”

Humpty Dumpty Love

Broken people rarely know that they are broken. They’ve spent so much time functioning at half capacity that it feels familiar. What whole people see as love is obscure to broken people. The fragmented pieces seek immediate gratification; anything that takes longer poses a threat to their false sense of security. That’s why broken peopleContinue reading “Humpty Dumpty Love”

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