What do you want to be? Who are you? What do you do for a living? I cannot give you these answers, you'll simply misunderstand, and I am not living a life, that allows for that strife. I will not try to make you understand who I am. I cannot quantify an existence that just.... … Continue reading Where I Begin
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Running Up That Hill
The tap of keys is the music I leave, pushing forward, do you want to know what I feel? Want to hear about the deal I made? So that the smooth taps don't hurt me, only the words that bleed through the torn skin of my finger tips. There it is, the hatred, for the … Continue reading Running Up That Hill
Returning Home
I had three years of sunlight, years of it got better, and I was free from the place I had begun to believe would always be where I should be. I'm walking a familiar path overgrown as it always was, and the icy breeze moves the leaves every so slightly, but the sun always caught … Continue reading Returning Home
What To Do With An Apology Letter That Doesn’t Apologize?
My ex wrote me an apology letter. Or something. I don't know what I can call it. I was just going to post it here and rant about everything she put in it, but I'm not going to. Not yet. Now is not the time, because her story isn't this story. This is my story. … Continue reading What To Do With An Apology Letter That Doesn’t Apologize?
Faith Taryn Davies 