i believe the heart must break a thousand times to grow wise
the dawning small, slowly to understand just how the pain must flow
to cure the sickness of the soul which yet longs for foolish things
I'm tired,
I'm very tired
I want to feel the clean air
High above heaven
Where its very lonely
I wish my brain
couldn't imagine such a place,
but it did.
reflection
5:06am thursday, 17th july
I'm sorry I got off track, Strawberry is powerful.I'll love her til I die.She puts me on track.
Narcissistic
1:26pm tuesday, 22nd july
The memories of my first love are all gushing back