I Want the Days Back

I want the days back   The days that were pure When happiness was simple and clear When nothing else mattered No darkness could find its way Rainbows and sunshine Too bright for any thing but light Days filled with babies Everything shining brand new Cuddles and gentle kisses Tickles and raspberries Crayons and glue … Continue reading I Want the Days Back

Well, Shit

she lives in a world pieced together with scraps of fantasies dreams nightmares and fears it’s the collection she has carried with her since before she was born it came embedded in her DNA sent along with the atrocities her parents once bore and where ever she went she picked up more a magnet for … Continue reading Well, Shit