Grown Once More

When did my thoughts of death disappear?

After you betrayed me and left with him.

Suicide was my one night stand, and despair was my lover.

Despair was my lover, and suicide my one night stand.

and suicide my one night stand.

My world collapsed into a black hole of darkness.

I didn’t want to live. I didn’t want to breathe.

I didn’t want to breathe.

Grief was burning a hole deep inside me.

Consuming me from the inside out.

The night was never-ending.

The stars had been destroyed.

My life disappeared in one instance.

But the sun rose again and I breathed once more.

What was thought destroyed.

In bloom once more.

 

 

 

 

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Author: thesecretaspieblog

I am more than my diagnoses, I am more than my past. I defy anyone to put me in a box and label who and what I am. I am exceptional. I am unique and so are you. Strive for the stars and you shall paint the world around you with ecstasy, laughter and empathy. Show compassion for those less fortunate. Do not forget the lost ones. Stand up for human rights and social justice. I have been labelled Autistic by therapists, I have been labelled with Multiple Personality Disorder by psychiatrists. On Fetlife I am labelled an Owner, a Cuckoldress and a Mistress. Labels do not define who you are but give others an idea of what you are and that is all. Be more than just a label.

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