blinded

she was blinded by his perfection. he was too blind to realise. ☁ [copyright simile-, two thousand and fourteen] #140 in Poetry | #904 in Romance

Sadness

#18 in poetry (04/04/2016) 'I keep telling myself; you're okay you'll get through this things get better when i know deep down im broken. ' a collection of poems and quotes I write when I'm well, depressed.

Edge of the Ravine

Between the ravine and the train tracks, I was thoroughly bound. Forever destined to run three miles in either direction and find one or the other waiting to hold me back. Keep me trapped. In a shallow bowl, I was kept safe and secure. With no one to hear my cries; no one to see the tears as they fell relentlessly dow...