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Repeating Cycle.

Day two of the course I’m on for work was a bit difficult for me. I’ll admit it now, I’m not great in confined spaces with a limited supply of breathable air strapped to my back, not being able to see a thing. 451 more words

Broken

Broken

If the first step is admitting it, then here it goes – I’m broken. Smashed into a million pieces like Humpty Dumpty, I fell off the wall of love. 303 more words

Stolen Pen

Ironic

the stolen
pen is the one

that doesn’t work.

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Poetry

Hurdles

This past week I’ve been introduced to a new hurdle.

I had my cast removed last Tuesday and am now equipped with an aircast and a series of exercises to do. 446 more words

Exercises

The Choice

My mind is blank, and I have no idea why. My head feels like it is being pounded against a wooden table. At this exact moment I feel I could destroy everything that I’ve ever worked for, the only resistance to this is that I’m sitting at the front of my Biology class. 392 more words

Writing From The Soul

All I see


This love has cause me too much pain
My body’s weak, this love’s insane
I’m dumb to think that this could work
But still hold on to what I want… 24 more words