Recovery

This time it didn’t matter if I held youI guess my heart grew stronger from all the breaksLike a junky with a kicked addictionmy track marks no longer have aches I fought through the pain of withdrawalalone and… Read More

My Heart’s An Open Book

Every day…I write you a love letter.No pen, no paper, just what’s inside my heart.I know they never reach you.But, right now I’m OK with that.Because, no matter how many words I’ve written, or how many more I’ll… Read More

Plagiarized Love

my love for you is like a book with stolen pagesbeautiful words eraseddeleted lines…replacedeverything’s torn from the very bindwords rewritten that were never minean unknown author with a tale of a broken heartspends his lonely days with nowhere… Read More

Heart Attack

You broke my heart once more. But, it’s OK. At least it felt something.

Journal Entry # 76 – Today, I’m Done!!!!

Sometimes we have to let go of what’s killing us, even if it’s killing us to let go.