'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda
Thursday, January 7, 2010
F I N A L L Y !
Found it in my chest to let go of the things you've done & said & the pain you caused. You killed me inside but yet I still live though you thought otherwise. Its a sickness how you corrupt our minds. The things I've done I won't apologize for, because after all everything happens for a reason. I've put to rest all the pain you caused cuz I was getting tired of carrying the dead weight that was on my shoulder. They say time heal all wounds... I don't think so it just makes things easier. I won't forget things but I will let go... finally finding the strength to let it go... It took me a LONG time but I did it. F I N A L L Y ! Now the dead weight is taken off my shoulder.
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