“It’s not you, sweetie pie,” her mom whispered as she climbed the stairs to the orphanage, hand intertwined with the little girl’s, “It’s me, and Mama has to go away now…” ~*~*~*~*~*~ From an early age, Genova Gardner’s life was rough and full of disappointment. After years of loving and adoring her baby girl like a m...
I try to never linger in the past because I get sucked back into a hellish world filled with lies, tears, and blood. I have truly lost myself back there and still remain in the darkness of my memories. Here I write these words and I let my wounds reopen and bleed out all of my withheld emotions. Escaping and hiding, t...
I'm many things. It's hard to pinpoint who I'm exactly am. Psychologists say a lot of times it's the situation that determines the person's personality. I'll have to agree. I'll put on one mask and before it can crack I discard it back into that black closet of mine and cover myself up again. It's been awhile. Since...