January 2011
4 posts
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who wants to explore life’s gravitational pull among so many other impossible things. To breathe in and inhale everything hurting you. To be able to swallow your pain and devour you fears whole. I long to feel something embrace my body and allowing my inner secrets to come out. the dark secrets are full of me.. only me. I long for Somebody to be able to know who I am! I long to be cherished among...
You
Never told me I was pretty,
never held me close,
Never understood,
never took the time,
Never thought about me,
never realized how fragile I was,
Never cared that I was breaking inside,
never loved me.
Never thought I’d find someone who…
told me I was pretty,
held me close,
understood,
took the time,
thought about me,
realized how fragile I was,
cared that I was breaking...
Being able to grow
and see the difference between who i am now, and who I was before is a wonderful experience. I am not ashamed of who I was, I’m more disappointment..
through words its hard to understand.. but through my eyes its obvious.
Why is it
that we have people making hundreds of millions of dollars a year, and there are still starving little children in America? If someone could give me a rational reason for this id be forever thankful.
Is it because people don’t understand the hunger and the need for food and love? Do people forget about whats important?