I want to go on midnight walks with my head up, my shoulders high and adventure in my eyes. With a pep in my steel and hard work, it will be hard but I will make it out of this Alive. ~E.M.C
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Hurt Beyond Repair.
PoetryHurt and frightened and no where to turn except for my journal. Curse words being streamed at me and you would have thought I had a father for a sailor. ~E.M.C Many poems focusing on the subject of Mental Illness, that many suffer with and the su...
