I am so weary of being caught in a nightmare loop of absolute terror ( Read more... )

I was broken:
When the distance of loss
was measured in tears.
Broken;
Beneath the weight of years.

Footsteps between raindrops. paths through thunderous days....

Thank Twitter for those lovely, glorious, inspiring folk who keep me cheery!

Ah to be free!

Roll on these thunderous days of change!
*head down, back into the fray*

All ways through to dusk's edge;
Awkward.
Standing,
in the rain.

I will not be back,
To let sounds
Bring memories from the grave;
For the smells
To stir a hunger,
And for the sights to break my heart.

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