A/N - From the 'Daydreams' chapter, 'Shattered'.
It was perfect
Beautiful
Free
Now none of that is quite the same
An entanglement cut through the peace
I get it was messy
It wasn't quite her fault
How am I still living?
How am I not hurt?
People rage everyday over such things
And the pain cuts like a knife
I am still living
I am still living
But shattered inside
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Daylight - A Poetry And Writing Journal
PoesiaInspired by Daydreams, a book that was co-written on this account. Taking the poems/writings from said book and placing them in here, along with any other bits of writing I feel like sharing! I take prompts!
