aarika
losing grip“Losing Grip”losing grip
You’ve finally hit the bottom
Nothin’s lookin’ up
You’re sick n tired of runnin’
And hidin’s not an option
It’s hard to hold your head up high
It hurts to hang it low
No ones got the answers your lookin’ for
And numbness is pervading your bones
Part of you wants to hit your knees
In a stance long left behind
And the wind and the rain promise a solace
That seems too vague to appease your mind
You know the world is crashin’ down &n
EostreEostreEostre
I follow this stream, over this rise and that, Mud catching my shoes holding me back I stop to stand to catch my breath I can see that people come here But not for the reason I have I'm searchin for this place of peace I found Before I knew that love could last I fight I vine, I've not the patience to go around A branch scratches me and draws blood, I suckle the wound as I hurry past hese daemons chase me I need to break free to find that spot My wonderful sacturary I sit on my log I let my breath slow Hear the birds chir
hola
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I am often afraid. But I am never a coward.
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~*^Isabelle^*~
Within death there is always beauty, even if it's not aparent at first.
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