I’m a Survivor

I wonder how I would have been, if I'd never asked you to visit. If I'd left well enough alone. If I'd have just forgot your face.   I wonder how I would have been, if you'd never stolen from me. If you'd have stayed away. If you'd have heard me say no.   I … Continue reading I’m a Survivor


As of late, I'm quick to snap. It seems no patience is in me. I need to breathe, and take a step back, to control what seems to exhaust me. I'd like to just be listened to, to have all of my thoughts be heard. The same common courtesy I give to everyone in return. … Continue reading Snapped