On my dreams. So easy for people on the outside to comment on my inside. I literally threw out my dreams today. In the trash. I'm just so tired of not getting the things I want. I'm tired of the sucker punches to the gut. I'm tired of being pacified. I don't need polite reassurance - I just need quiet away from everything. I'm tired of dismissing my broken dreams by telling myself it could be worse blah blah blah. It is bad. And I've made a life out it.
This was the top of my moms wedding veil. I was saving it thinking one day I would incorporate it into my own wedding day outfit. I threw it in the trash today.
I really don't want to hear about babies starving in Africa. I just want to cry myself to sleep and tell the divine how I really feel.
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