cry
there is no healing
without release

where do i find self love?'
you dig
dig until you find the gold

This is where I belong, burning in these flames. For everything I have done wrong, I know I am to blame.

Drink from the ethereal philosophy of Heaven and you may see life as no more no less than a dream made of pure poetry from divine source. AA

I yearn to make these scars disappear
And to forget about the past.
To throw away all of my fears
And to be happy at last.

Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?