You may be but a breath away Or You may be a mirage in my brain. I don't know these days. I don't understand what is happening, Except this feeling invading me.
By Monica C. Voskamp Little Pieces of Me. You'll find they are scattered. I'm all fragmented now. Life just did that, somehow. I don't expect anyone To understand these little pieces Broken little pieces of me. I don't expect anyone To help me discover why I've become a beautiful mosaic Shattered, into [...]