In 1999 I was diagnosed with obsessive compulsive disorder and agoraphobia. Since then my…
Oh, my pretty little heart, what you and I have gone through to find this love that you and I are now fastened to.
The tragedy of life; it ends in death. Joy is snuffed from your cheery soul. It’s sweet cadence, your last breath. A…
Rain this afternoon,
Reflection like glass,unbroken, clear; until Idive and it shatters.