I feel distant,
Removed,
As though, I do not belong.
Worse, I never did!
Love shouldn’t feel like that, should it?
Is it me running away?
Or are the waves receding?
I’m left utterly despondent.
I fear abandonment.
I fear helplessness.
I fear being me.
I fear.
And fear makes us do all sorts of crazy things.
i write in the hope that someone listens
I Bleed Words Sometimes
Here's me.
transcribed by Suezelle
Strange, unusual, rare; marvellous world invented by me. Fantasy or not, you decide.
My scribbles
The Desert Diaries by Adrine D'mello
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And in the end the love you take, is equal to the love you make. -- The Beatles
My musings, writings, photography & friendship shared on WordPress.com site
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
Writing from the vein
My modern-day Pensieve.
More than a homemaker, less than a traveller.
Always find a way to live your dream!
Random Random and Random!
Puns - Intended. Oxymorons - NOT. Morons - Not at all
I think a lot. Welcome to my wonderland; anxiety and romanticism flourishes here. (Disclaimer: I own all the pictures unless stated otherwise)
They came, they saw, they said.