away

For a few months only, I think.

Posts tagged "and here i wax melodrama about my rather insignificant life"

I have known desperation as intimately as a lover and I’ve had hope pried from me like a babe from a mother. Yet I still trudge, staggering my dance of humanity for I am human and we still carry on. We carry on stone faced, stone hearted, stone minded held together by nothing but cracks and the emptiness between them.