Confessions...
I will confess.
I am broken.
I am hurting.
I am weak.
I feel abandoned.
I feel unwanted.
I feel betrayed.
I am tired.
I am cold (honestly, I'm almost shivering as I type)
I am emotionally hardened.
I am emotional.
I am stressed.
I am anxious.
I am frustrated.
I am mourning.
I am deeply sad.
I am numb to death.
I am hesitant to let people close to my heart.
I have trust issues.
I am Madeline.
A broken person, just like you. The only difference is I have learned to mask it with "happiness".

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A drop in the ocean
Poesia"We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop." Mother Teresa A collection of poetry that I have written (and published separately) that is the hard truth. If you rea...