You are waiting. Waiting for someone else to say what you need to, What you are scared to, What you cannot bring yourself to. Too afraid to admit your failures. To tell the truth and reveal your role. I will no longer needlessly apologise for myself as an attempt to have something of nothing. The … Continue reading Waiting.
feeling
(un)comfortably numb
When you should be crying But your eyes are dry. When you should fall apart But you are keeping it together. When you no longer fear death But can imagine its relief.
Writing my Mind 