Tag: my thoughts
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Ramblings of an Introverted Insomniac
I sit alone with my coffee. Contemplating will I stay or be free. It’s almost 2 in the morning and I’m caffeinated yet heavily sedated. Spent my time and money just to get your honey. Wrote you love letters with no intent of mailing. I’m both lovesick a love scorn wanting to be held like…
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Afterwards
Right about now… That statement, that moment when you’re thinking about the other person wondering if they’re thinking about you… You’ve been hurt, angered and hurt again… The sheer thought of being ok shreds your heart to pieces. And then all of the dust settles, the shock has settled in…you find yourself at a moment…
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Damaged
Broken girl with no tears left to cry! She was once so naive, so hopeful but it’s as if her soul has died! She worship the ground her loved one walked on but now she is the ground that is trampled on. Tired of trying to love and so she just watches the days go…
Drunken Insomniac Writer 