I’m trying to remind myself that just because everyone is deserving of love does not mean it is my job to fill that role. Had I realized this earlier it likely would have kept me from learning quite a few lessons the hard way. I don’t think I would have traded my experiences and growth for that level of safety, though. I think we are here to continually get lost, wander off, and come back stronger with stories to share.
Possession
Are you mine?
Accession.
Darkness in your eyes.
Obsession.
Say you never lie.
Confessions.
I’m falling apart inside.
Depression.
I hoped that I would die.
Regression.
This evil is alive.
Possession.
Much love, until next time.