some days

most days this world is much too much for me.

too much beauty and too much ugliness.

too much terror and fear surrounds me… Continue reading “some days”

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Testimony

I see you. I know you. I hear you. I was you. Blinded by the way I was. Going through life feeling the way I did, doing the things I did. Thinking I was a good person, I was going somewhere. People liked me and if they didn’t I tried so hard to know why. And try. Try to fit in to whatever it was that would ensure they would like me. It didn’t matter what it was. I was always striving. Continue reading “Testimony”