I wish it was anger or ignorance. Some simple flesh wound that I could understand. Something that I could for once believe. Something to just once trust. I long to smile at strangers again and tell them the generic "good" that was in my da…

Many times, things are learned in the most painful ways. And I need to release this because all around me are all too sick of it. In actuality, I should be smiling right now... Wait for it. I should be so happy that you're forgetting about…