Curiousity, and wonder
The tragedy of which life is made up of decided to crash, and know the unthinkable has been thought... the " girl who lives in a bubble of happiness" has not only crashed and burned, but has been left with almost nothing.
All i have are my thoughts and words and few friends. Yes i still have my stuff but I'm living with my grand mother who dislikes me. not only that my only methods of salvation have disappeared, both my art and poetry book have gone "missing".
I know that i have lots to be thank full for but we have hit rock bottom. i feel like i Say hollow, devoid of all emotion. unable to love yet sit able to feel the tendrils of despair wrapped around my frozen heart.
I apologize in advance for if any of my comments seem harsh. Thank you for your time.
" Empty eyes meet the hollowness of pain and banishes happiness to the borders of my heart"
Thank you, Abbeon
The hollow emptiness, the crazed thoughts left to survive