Showing posts with label Grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grief. Show all posts

Thursday, 18 April 2013

Runaway Love


Definitions.

Runaway
                 A person who runs away, fugitive; deserter

Runaway used to mean escaping from my world to immigrate into another, one I'd created or another writer had. 

Now I'm that runaway without the love, my mind is a runaway train and the only way to stop one of those is to either bleed the breaks or derail it, but physically, as I'm a human being those options do not apply, so what do I do? How to I stop my mind from working at a 'burn out imminent' pace?

Train of thought


Wednesday, 24 August 2011

I miss God

She's not here anymore. I'm barely here. Nothing means anything to me, and I don't want anyone to tell me to move on or tell me 'you'll be alright' because it's a lie.

When you spend 23 years of your life next to someone, protecting them, loving them, growing with them, learning from them, when they go, there's no filling the HOLE.