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The build up #7

They’ve tried to rebuild me

Take one pill a day

A breakdown they called it

A high price to pay

Poetic Thoughts

it's complicated

These tears run red. Six years of malicious bloodshed. Six years of manic promises. Six years of insecure lies. Isn’t 666 the Devil’s number? Or just your favorite? 268 more words

Fiction

Myself

Oh the house is so quiet! For the first time in a while I have not gone back to bed today. So I am sat in a quiet, empty house (for now) enjoying the silence and relative calm. 858 more words

Depression

A New Life?

Today is the day. The day I had a new path chosen for me. The day I was given a new life. The day my husband said he couldn’t do “this” anymore. 667 more words

Faith