Am I just flesh?
Am I worth nothing more than what will fade with each passing breathe?
I reached, my fingers spread wide, and I fell.
Grasping at empty air.
Hoping for the warmth of you to catch me.
Are you flesh too?
Being alone with your feelings can be the worst because you have no where to run. They're here, dancing in your mind and all you can do is handle. 🖤🧜🏻♀️🖤
I know it's not a happy post, but it's a real post...and that is what I'm about. How do you handle all your thoughts? Good or bad? •