I kept a close watch, I had no choice. Too many times the end got close, your love, a necklace too much a noose. so I found myself alone, your fire an overwhelming tide. Oh how I dreamed of toeing the line, steering my feet off the side. Of turning my back to the siren, … Continue reading The Line
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Day 14 is a blur
Worked a 16 hour shift today, day 14 is blurring into day 15.....a painful, gut-wrenching blur that makes me wonder if I might just lose my job because the filter in my brain disappears around hour 14. I really need to learn not to be a stupid 24 year old sometimes...I'm actually quite pissed at … Continue reading Day 14 is a blur