This too shall pass…
I closed my eyes and tried to lift my heart back up, as every day it sank lower, threatening to invade my womb. It was a horrid feeling,...
DRAFTS BY DHARK
This too shall pass…
To be, Perceived.
Why we run away from home...
If this isn't love, then I'm at a loss to define it.
The Paradox of Feeling.
My final act of love was letting you go.
Once the door closes.
Dear Little me.
There is nothing wrong with me, but there’s something wrong with the world.
It was all for the better.
There’s a storm outside…
The Other Side.
Everyone is moving on.
A short story.
On borrowed happiness.
It was the little things that broke my heart…
The Irony of Wishes.
The Philosophy of Forgiveness.
Little by Little...
Here's your closure...