Oct 16, 2016
He called me crazy. A few times too many. To the point where I buckled thinking I was crazy. You can label me. You can yell at me. You can hurt me, but I’ll figure it out. I’ll run with the labels. I’ll run with the hur…
Oct 15, 2016
The thing with toxic relationships is that the toxicity feels like fuel, and then you need it.
Oct 14, 2016
i see you dark corners at night how i used to feel alive it breaks the edges of my being to feel you it feels like something creatures of the night horrors i used to find in crevices deep down at the base of my heart ho…
Oct 13, 2016
Instead of appreciating things I did, he thought he deserved it. But the thing is, you don’t deserve anything.
Oct 12, 2016
truth of the matter is i’ll always dance for you bending my knees transitioning hallways holding means with you in mind i wade with the wind i feel you slip on thoughts gliding across your legs twined with sheets the gr…
Oct 11, 2016
shaken by the sea waves of your mean hands which laid beside twirling your being bleaching the stains clean i hold your knees grabbing your heart three years of a dark filled hole we called happiness i loved your toxic …
Oct 10, 2016
The sad truth is moving on and knowing they’ll never love someone else as much as they loved you.
Oct 9, 2016
We always love our abusers.
Oct 8, 2016
I might compare them to you. But it might be for the right reasons instead of how you treated me.
Oct 7, 2016
i dance to your slumber a vacant heart you followed feeling of the beat it felt threatening i sway inwards towards your soul things you showed me things you loved the affection consumes the broken pieces shades and bone…