oh it’s easy to write about the pain…

when it spills across silent letters…

but the recovery is more…

on my best days I feel nothing but thankful for this life…

and on my worst…

I’m barely holding myself back from imprisonment in the darkness of endless strife…

we’re all human in the end…we do what we can to survive…

it’s ironic…

when the nightmares teach you the preciousness of fully being alive….

and I’m not saying it was ever right…

but I can tell you one thing…

it was never him I thought of…

to get me through the night….

 

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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