Too shattered to spin two words together unless the words tell of anguish of tears of love crushed under the weight of reality.
Too crushed to think of tomorrow ‘cause I already know that tomorrow brings nothing but more reminders that all is lost forever
Too lost to find my way to happy ; to regain my buoyant spirit, to say hello once more to life…before.
There was no foul There is no fault There was surprise There was fascination There was delight There was no way There is no remedy There is despair There is grief There is a mask ready
Nurture My Muse 