An ode to all kindred spirits fighting depression and trying to overcome difficult moments while trying to create happiness for those around them.
Although I've been writing for a long time, i never...
I wake up to the the morning light, Which beams through my curtains shining bright. I wish I was as courageous, beautiful, As this unusual brightness, that is the only thing which makes me joyful.
Whenever I'm so upset that I lose the ability to articulate my feelings, my world dissolves into a torrent of malformed words and frigid rain.
A renewed draft of A Hurricane's Wrath!!
**I’m staying at my fathers house in Ohio right now and dreaming of moving to NC. I’m tempted every day to pack my things and start driving. But there’s a right season for everything and I know it’s w...