But I will say one thing...
Having cried myself to sleep last night and had twisting and tormenting nightmares, not to mention the numbing cold that caused my feet to ache...
And then today, the funeral, the sadness, the pain that I felt from this loss.
To the arguments with the roommates.
I forfiet.
How can I feel so broken, so lost, and yet still breathe and move each day? How do I even find the strength to move?
Fear.
I've developed a paranoia.
Forfeit.
1 comment:
"Forfeit"; I love it
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