Writing words and rhythms through the pain Coping hoping not doping Left that life behind My mind tries to remind me But I know different I remember the hell The lies my mind doesn't tell I don't want to go... Continue Reading →
When I open the safe I put in my feelings. Is that possible? Can I put something intangible into something tangible? I suppose I do it with my ideas into writing all the time. but feelings in a safe? Has... Continue Reading →
Gypsy Aurora Musings 