Stream of Consciousness
Echoes of Vulnerability
In the quiet corners of my heart, I find the fragile pieces, The ones I hide from the world, Afraid they might break me. But in the sharing of my weakness, I discover a strength unknown, A bond forged in vulnerability, A connection that heals.
By Tracy Toccara2 years ago in Poets
An Illusion
I found myself caught in a whirlwind of false love. We took trips to beautiful places, dined at the finest restaurants, and indulged in the luxuries of life. On the surface, it seemed perfect. But beneath the glamour, there was an emptiness. It was a half-relationship, filled with moments that looked like love but lacked the depth and sincerity. The gestures were grand, but the connection was shallow. I was wined and dined, yet I felt alone. The promises made were empty, and the affection felt staged. It was a facade, a beautiful illusion that masked the reality of a love that was never truly there.
By Tracy Toccara2 years ago in Poets
