The gnarled old floor creaks ominously underfoot
As my broken spirit plummets,
Spiralling hopelessly downward
To where the shattered picture lies,
Framed amidst glittering blood-drenched shards;
Gritty, gut-crunching splinters
Stinging my cold, bare feet.
I try once again and....
I've lost my smile forever now
And know not where it went.
Stripped so unkindly away
With such dry-sobbing sadness:
Tear-drenched, bitter-sweet memories
Ring endlessly throughout this darkness
That was me.
I try once again and....
Oh once I was so young and rich and proud,
Sparkling brightly under time's slow rich burden,
Wanting
...
In last night dream I was walking around and suddenly I felt arousal...
a man in red raincoat approched me...I was suspicious that he felt my arousal
It has taken me this long to understand what is going on.
I have bean expoused to "dangers" because I am so afraid of everything..
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Re: Was it me?
Hi!
GRANT 19th April 2025, 04:35 PMit took so long to reply.
Thank you for your post. It have helped me feel better because your reply confirmed to me that we aren't