tw: abuse
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Reeling from the stupidity of months wasted,I continued to waste more time with people that wanted nothing to do with me.All of these people floated in and out of my life like a revolving door.I couldn’t keep up with the personalities.It was truly exhausting.Until John Doe popped up.He had an air about him that compelled
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I became accustomed to violence being a language of love that I shuddered at the thought of anything else.A finger pointed in my face casting blame like a spell from a fairy tale.A voice that sounded sweeter than molasses became grating like moving styrofoam around boxes.The hand that held mine so lightly was suddenly around
Trapped In The Margins 