The mind can invent such beautiful realities…
Some made more bright with time and an elusive sweet melody…
I struggle with my own self doubts and fears of having no securities…
I’m no hero…
I’m no villain…
I’m no victim…
I’m just human….
With a shattered but healing heart….
Time and love heal the wounds left in a paralyzed past….
Round and round our minds go…
Where this ends…
No one truly ever knows…
