Everyone has felt at some point that they are not good enough or doesn't like what they see in the mirror every day. The words of others may have left ...
Love crashes in never asking or waiting,It confuses us and turns us around, yetWe anticipate it; searching, yearning.Love causes turmoil, pain, heartache, still we fret,For what if we lay forgotten ...
I want to fly, not like a bird or a plane or dust suddenly caught in sunlight, but like a runaway train that cannot be confined. Not held down. Free ...