still seeing worlds that never were
and one by one the bright birds leave her…
[The Cure, The Drowning Man]
Night time is the hardest when I’m alone. I’m strong, I know I am – I’ve done my damnedest to keep the grey at bay, to keep my head high as much as possible. However, just as [...]
she stands twelve feet above the flood
March 5th, 2008 · No Comments
Tags: self-exploration
