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Moments and Mistakes

Moments and Mistakes

I can feel them lurking in the back of my throat, moments and mistakes that my mind won’t let go, hovering there, ensuring I don’t forget, turning them into lessons of anger and regret that I was naive enough to allow myself to be changed into someone else...
When I Lost Myself

When I Lost Myself

  Those moments where reality faded, where I lived to forget, where I tried to hide from all the things that were going wrong, where I sought to escape from the walls that were closing in I don’t want to remember when I lost myself Breath_words©...
Pulled Under

Pulled Under

  I feel your hands pulling me under. My body is covered in bruises and cuts from your words, from my struggling, from the lies, like rocks that I keep crashing into over and over as I push to reach the surface so I can finally breathe again. By Breath of Words...