A hot minute of you



Through much sorrow there is forgiveness. I have forgotten all that transpires between us, all that never had or ever will. You knew me at my weakest. I was selfish and sharing you with many destroyed my self-esteem. I wanted to be enough yet you can’t be satisfied for long. I was lucky to have you, though momentarily you were mine.  Well, you be happy to know I’ve managed to conquer the demon from within and put it to great use.  

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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