When I was younger I used to build sandcastles and walls around them to protect it from the water, now these days the water are my emotions, the walls are my ribs and the castle is my heart.
Most days only the walls are being touched and being broken down, but some days the walls can't hold it, and the water touches the castle. And when that happens, it's like I'm drowning, can't breathe and feel like I'm dying.
And of course I have days that I can be happy and enjoy things but most of the time it's hurting and I'm trying to recover.
~MLF
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A girl with her mind
PoetryThis book is about a girl with just her mind, she writes down all her thoughts and feelings. Some are English some are dutch so don't be confused Al rights belong too me so don't use,translate or copy without permission. If you do ask me for it.
