Delving deeper into my own thoughts.
Impossible to handle this loss.
Sanity slipping further away.
Tragedy truly changes the brain.
Reality seems like an echo.
An imaginary place I should let go.
Can’t concentrate on the present.
Trying to survive a past I never mentioned.
Inner thoughts leave me paralyzed.
One day I hope to feel alive.
New distractions come & go, but they’re all a part of my ebb & flow.
About the Creator
Tørnvec™
With every word written, I breathe easier.
Her Majesty Mia and her minions
I rule this rag tag lot… they’re not much, but they’re all I’ve got! I preside at the head of the table, my indisputable, rightful place. But, I randomly perch on other chairs at a moment’s notice… whenever the mood strikes. Such fun keeping them off balance. Fun reminding them who’s boss... ME!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶3 days ago in Petlife
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