one day the pain will stop it will flicker n then it will just ease, all gone. breathe BREATHE. ill be up there. with my dad.

I am a Curator,I am slowly etching away at these wings,Destroying them,Stabbing away the pain,from all that is trapping me,from all that is slowly bringing me down,I am ruining what was so ugly,Painting it White,Painting what was so pale, into gold,Making it glow at night Its like I am behind bars,I have been forced to […]