My Love has been disappearing for years.
Every time I had to forgive; another piece fell away.
Every time I had to wonder what was wrong with me; another piece fell away.
Every time I stayed up at night terrorizing myself; another piece fell away.
It kept felling away, until finally,
It
Disappeared.
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Chaotically Organized
PoetryWelcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Chaotically organized and sh...
