I don't know what I thought I knew.
What scares me is that I don't care anymore.
I am not who I thought I was.
What scares me is that I'm not fighting anymore.
How does one go from holding and nurturing the hearts around her to shattering them without a sense of guilt or shame?
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
"I have found a way to speak without talking, and they have found a way to listen without hearing..."
Let's Be Still
"I have found a way to speak without talking, and they have found a way to listen without hearing..."
Followers
Blog Archive
-
▼
2010
(270)
-
▼
April
(37)
- Dear Heart
- Yeshua
- Hope Not
- Crumble
- Without
- You
- Under the Lights
- Let Me.
- Truth Can Be
- Orientation
- Depression
- In My Life
- Rare Occasion
- Delicate
- Erase
- Grant
- Away
- Sincerely
- Up
- X
- No Surprise
- Unbelief
- Two Trash Cans
- Inside
- Degenerative
- Yellow Bird Stuck In A Tree
- Over
- The Next Fall
- Poor Girl
- Last Time
- The Long Way Home
- Satisfied.
- A bro-ken Hallelujah
- Out of Control
- To Begin With. . .
- Nine Months
- Cement
-
▼
April
(37)
About the Writer
- Rozlyn
- I am a writer and a poet. I write what I know; what I know is not limited to my own experiences nor my own knowledge. I have found a way to speak without talking...Please contact me for inquiries about Ghost Writing: rozzeldozzel@gmail.com
No comments:
Post a Comment