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How many hearts could be mended by unspoken words? Advertisements

Stay Strong

I may be stable and in recovery but I once stood where you did my friend. It does get better with time. Keep going. Hold your head high. Stay strong. Much love as always.

Old Soul Millennial

I often wonder if I was born during the wrong time period. For I am lost in classical music, Jane Austen’s words and writing poetry in calligraphy.


I promise you one thing. Even after I am long gone and buried, these words I have spoken, will ring out of my grave. They shall remain for eternity.


I rise with these scars like a phoenix from her ashes Battles fought and won Recovery made Demons long gone Light at the end of the tunnel Has just begun As Thomas Fuller once said, “The darkest hour is right before the dawn”

Prose: Humanity

Leave your religion at the door of humanity.

Prose: Bore

If I was normal, what a bore that would be.

Prose: Lies

My deepest regret with you was that I allowed your mouth full of lies to trick me into thinking they were the truth.

Prose: Am

I could never fancy a man who could not take me for all that I am.

Prose: Joan of Arc

Little girls who are abused grow up to become Joan of Arcs of the world.