I am surrounded by memories – memories of my past.
While sick in my head I find myself in recovery looking back at what I did.
Why me?
Why these memories?
Why do I have to endure these traumatizing memories?
I come back to this home with the intent of taking it back.
I bought new material items yet the memories are suffocating.
They are too much, how do I make it through this?
How do I battle the dragon within me? How do I take back what mine?
I don’t know anymore; I’m just trying to survive.
Why is it that Ana-La-Raye feels more like home?
I figured out the walls don’t talk I feel the love in them not the lonesome sadness within the walls themselves.
In what split second, I feel at home with my husband at a hotel.
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Louise Blake-Michael (Risen Phoenix)
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