"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
No secret.How humans desire the human touch.But,A fact kept hidden over fear of appearing too needy,Too fragile.Yet,Is it really?Is it weak to seek answers from a soul with scars that mirror open wounds you have no answer for?Is it weak to yearn for a hug before slipping into an abyss so hard to climb out... Continue Reading →
Gratitude,For this second chance in life God allowed me to receive,Even if my wounds are still bleeding,Profusely.Why?Because,It is all in our minds,The Pain we cry!Over…I just couldn’t see that truth till I began to move forward,And,Love myself enough to,Get sober… Thank you,God!
Talking to other people is harder than it looks.Especially,When you’re devoured by a need to change whether it be,Your current scenery,That same t-shirt you’ve worn for the past 4,5 days,Or,Buying Sensodyne instead of Colgate after running out of toothpaste… “Hi!How are you?” “I’m doing good/great,I woke up today!” Really?Are you really doing good,Or,Just ignoring all... Continue Reading →
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