Balance me on your heart
The way I’m to balance time in my life
But understand that there are moments to let me go
My mind may be slipping
The way old age takes to nipping
But my craziness isn’t your burden to hold
I’m Not Your Burden
Right Where They Began
Memories
Spiraling cruel and hurtful
Always turning
Always spinning
Always ending
Right where they began
Therapy Leaves Me Broken Every Time
Therapy doesn’t work like I thought it would. I don’t leave a session crestfallen, but broken, memories on the surface of my mind. But sometimes you need to rebreak something to heal it right. Sometimes the hardest part of healing is rewiring your brain to love yourself.
Unfolding Self
The random thoughts she felt flitting through her mind, when she was watching the disaster unfold, didn’t relay to her how gaping the hole between herself and reality was becoming, what she was becoming, and how in a few years she wouldn’t remember herself at all.
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 