WOUNDED EYES

I live to see those wounded eyes smile. Sometimes I only seem to make them bleed. How do you remind someone who thinks They’re already dead To breathe? Sometimes love isn’t enough But often It’s all we’ve got. Just breathe Please. I’m losing myself In wounded eyes. Advertisements

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Resentment

I’ve recently come to realise exactly how tricky an emotion resentment is. It starts small. An irritation at a real or inferred promise not kept. A perceived unfairness where someone gets something that you do not. Over time it gathers more ‘stuff’to itself, a slight here, a small or large problem there. It grows, below […]

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