Suddenly the cracking of eggshells stop as my leaves fall into place. Walls laced with wooden trim, a door that says 32 next to it. An old cat and a little ball of wonder. This little ball of wonder has become my everything the last three days. And I finally feel like I have something to live for. Alchemy, my little fur baby. Anara whose days are made the most of even if numbered. Comforting silence in the night. No yelling. No tv under the floor. Just calm peace of mind. About 4 blocks from an old lover, often pass them at the store. Wonder if maybe they would say something to me, but never they do. I simply just have the words I'm sorry for whenever they are ready to hear. But to the end of the past chapter, on with the healing and new. A place of my own to call home. Finally, the war is over
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Words Best Left Unsaid
PoetryLet's be honest. Some words are better left unsaid, these..these are my words that shouldn't have been said. Some of these I know are not perfect, but they are mine. My thoughts and pain I have been though, I will not apologize for speaking my truth...
