If something seems to good to be true it probably is
Eventually the rubber band gets stretched to thin and it snaps, damaging everything in its path
Trust takes so long to build but it’s a glass feeling that breaks at the first touch of conflict
Lies that break the world around you made worse by the realization that they’ve been present this whole time
Joy is a feeling we long for when it’s missing but don’t appreciate when it’s found
Left with more questions than answers, the one that still remains
What happens when the healing never comes
My Life in Poetry 