as the days draw closer
i can feel myself begin to break
and i hate that it had to end this way
because there is so much
that will never be the same
but maybe someday
i’ll be able to look at the calendar
and not count down the days
not have to plan what i will say
to avoid getting out of bed that day
because waking up
hurt too much
to contemplate
november // m.p.
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With Broken Wings (2013)
Poetry"Take these broken wings and learn to fly again." This is my own personal story of overcoming my demons and my grief. I define my recovery. ι'ℓℓ вє уσυя ѕнσυℓ∂єя тσ cяу ση, уσυя яσcк ωнєη уσυ'яє ησт ѕтяσηg ι'ℓℓ вє уσυя нєαят ωнєη ιт'ѕ вяσкєη, му α...
