The blood runs deeper than the page, the shackles chafe and burn layers of skin. (Inspired by today's prompt: breaking away and the struggle of the written word.)
I've finally decided to break free of my thoughts that are holding me back
there are 7.7 billion people in this world... the odds of finding a true love...? haha well let's not get into that
And the lovers stepped through the broken mirror, hand in hand,
Dear Anyone.... How often are you told that you're not enough?
The blood runs deeper than the page, the shackles chafe and burn layers of skin. (Inspired by today's prompt: breaking away and the struggle of the written word.)
I've finally decided to break free of my thoughts that are holding me back
there are 7.7 billion people in this world... the odds of finding a true love...? haha well let's not get into that
And the lovers stepped through the broken mirror, hand in hand,
Dear Anyone.... How often are you told that you're not enough?