The Bay
I'm back to where it all began.
The same bench, and the same view.
It's nightfall and it all rushes back as if it was yesterday, and not 8 months ago.
I remember how you begged for my hand, like a dog begs for a bone.
I refused to look you in the eyes.
How can one see eye to eye with their personal demon?
You craved my forgiveness, saying I was ripping you apart.
It doesn't matter if...
Tuesday 2nd May 2017 10:14 pm
Warrior
I talked to him.
It was like two puzzle pieces falling into place seamlessly.
I knew it wasn’t good to see my demon.
But I’m struggling to figure out my life, and where I fit in this world.
When I was with him, everything was controlled.
I didn’t have to think, I was a slave to his mind.
Now I’m stranded.
There is no outlet, no one to worry about besides myself.
Why can’t I let him go?
Th...
Tuesday 2nd May 2017 10:03 pm
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