NaPoWriMo Day 23: Bwoy, Yo Anxiety Better Shuddup!
I started seeing smiles upside down,
I only knew the Oxford definition of what a home was
It pushed into every corner of my existence.
I only knew the Oxford definition of what a home was
It pushed into every corner of my existence.
I have since moved from one black dog whisperer to the other.
Sometimes you don't want to see the light if the tunnel is dark and big enough for your kind of spoken secrecy because Everyone Else's eyes just starts looking like a 'life sentence without parole',
It felt as though there was a big wall between myself and any life over yonder.
Sometimes you don't want to see the light if the tunnel is dark and big enough for your kind of spoken secrecy because Everyone Else's eyes just starts looking like a 'life sentence without parole',
It felt as though there was a big wall between myself and any life over yonder.
For a long time I didn’t trust that it would last. But something had changed deep down. I believed in myself again, and the inner conviction of worthlessness disappeared. I became worthy and this time I too was aware.
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