they plucked the thorns from my nicest roses; until the wind gnawed my skin-
The tangled hearts get to share warmth, but they always get cold in ways.
A short poem about finding a person that gives peace and healing after emotional abuse and depression. Tw: abuse, depression
Bitter truth poem !
Give it a read and lemme know your opinions in the comments' section....
Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, and happy Winter Solstice to all who celebrate <33
A thing for the daily prompt
TW? Idk what it would be but if it triggers you please tell me and I'll write a warning
We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together
Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better
Deleted things, I really meant
So now I'll say the things I never sent
A story of a panic attack I had today.
Yeah, I'm a mess <3
Side note - My friends names have been changed for privacy.
Shakes, pukes and sweats - They do not last
_______
Image Credit: Samuel Ramos
unsplash.com/@idgeek
Healing old wounds one stitch at a time.
they plucked the thorns from my nicest roses; until the wind gnawed my skin-
The tangled hearts get to share warmth, but they always get cold in ways.
A short poem about finding a person that gives peace and healing after emotional abuse and depression. Tw: abuse, depression
Bitter truth poem !
Give it a read and lemme know your opinions in the comments' section....
Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, and happy Winter Solstice to all who celebrate <33
A thing for the daily prompt
TW? Idk what it would be but if it triggers you please tell me and I'll write a warning
We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together
Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better
Deleted things, I really meant
So now I'll say the things I never sent
A story of a panic attack I had today.
Yeah, I'm a mess <3
Side note - My friends names have been changed for privacy.
Shakes, pukes and sweats - They do not last
_______
Image Credit: Samuel Ramos
unsplash.com/@idgeek
Healing old wounds one stitch at a time.