We will swim through.

I’m going to be angryI’m going to complain I’m going to tell you what upsets meand I expect the same of youbecause hiding it should be saved for relationshipswith acquaintances. In a home we shouldn’t be quiet we shouldn’t hold in we shouldn’t hide away the parts that are rottedrather togetherwe can scrape off theContinue reading “We will swim through.”

I don’t believe in you.

I don’t believe in you.Being honest as I release those words a fear resides within me.What if I’m wrong?And I think oh wellI don’t believe in you.Even if you do exist I don’t have faith in you.I don’t have faith in your choices. I don’t have faith in the desires you’ve createdand I rather notContinue reading “I don’t believe in you.”