I was happy on my own, happy when I drowned; But my crooked feet took me to a land far from my own… The home which I found first chiselled away at my smile Until there was only ashes of happiness left; It stole all my colours, the bright ones and the darker ones, All …
The day the Lost Storm was found
It was in one of my darkest hours -- and you know how many of these I have seen before -- where I was full of hope yet on the edge of breaking, that you found me, and you caught me mid-fall. You made me realize I wasn't falling at all. It was like I …
The rain in my heart
Today was really foggy and cold. Sadly, I couldn't see much of it when I was at work… But the little glimpse I managed to catch through the blinds before it went away was enough to make me feel good. Most people I know don't like the rain and the cold (or “dull” weather, as …
I can feel the rain before it comes (kinda like a sneeze)
I often get what I like to call pre-sadness sadness or sometimes even pre-frustration frustration. I always feel it coming, and maybe that always leads to its premature launching as well. But one thing that never seems to happen is pre-happiness happiness. I am always being haunted by some type of ghost that whispers chills …
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The Dawn Chorus... 