Fill Your Paper With The Breathings Of Your Heart.

Sometimes it’s easy to feel like you’re the only one in the world who’s struggling, who’s frustrated, or unsatisfied at barely getting by. But, that feeling is a lie and if you just hold on; just find the courage to face it all for another day, someone or something will find the way and make it all okay.. Because we all need a little help sometimes, someone to help us hear the music in the world. To remind us that it won’t always be this way. That someone is out there, and that someone will find you. That someone has found me, and I've fallen hard for him.

I know about the more in morphine, what it’s like to wake and feel like a chalk outline of yourself. I know about days passing so quickly that they don’t even wave, let alone stop and say hello. I know it’s been one of those months, one of those lifetimes, when you dream of a laundrymat, a place to unscrew your skull and toss your dirty thoughts into a machine, come back an hour later, your impulses all folded and clean.
ashlynnx ashlynnx
26-30, F
1 Response Jul 29, 2010

I really enjoyed reading this. ... I read it twice. :)