I've lost my balance between what I know and what my heart once knew. Once I can no longer hold my ground, I can no longer slam on the brakes to stop this roller coaster from going faster than its pace, and I fear that soon it might crash and burn, leaving behind only ashes of what everything used to be like and feel like. I don't know how to stop this roller coaster from taking over because it's taken enough from me, little by little and piece by piece. I've had to rebuild it from the ground up. -
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
