Coming home to all
Of your stuff gone
Made this nightmare
Reality.
I don’t want this to
Be; wake me from
This nightmare in
Which has me trapped.
With music playing
In the background;
It is meant to be that of
A distraction but yet
Is only acting as that
Of a reminder.
A reminder of how
Different things
Really are with you
No longer around;
A reminder of what
Use to be.
Open my eyes to reality
And remove me from
This nightmare for I
Want to wake to our
Morning ritual.
I want to listen to
The world come back
To life as we hit these
Greens one last time.
By Kelly Clegg
08/29/16
11:29:33
Lets just keep it simple and say that this month has not been easy nor has the last week specifically. A lot is changing and it is hard to get past the old and work your finger tips into the new. I feel like a stringed puppet without that of movement but with every day comes a breath of fresh air and a new beginning. Thank you as always for the amazing support @thecryptofiend
Nice words from the heart Kelly.3>
Thank you @mindhunter Your words mean a lot
Bare your soul and you'll always gain friends on here ;-)
Beautiful. Nice to see you are posting again:)
Lets just keep it simple and say that this month has not been easy nor has the last week specifically. A lot is changing and it is hard to get past the old and work your finger tips into the new. I feel like a stringed puppet without that of movement but with every day comes a breath of fresh air and a new beginning. Thank you as always for the amazing support @thecryptofiend
Sorry to hear that but good that things are improving.
Beautiful heartfelt words. With time that empty void will hopefully be filled up again.
And this is why I love you mother of mine! Thank you for being here