Some days my breathing is fluid, sliding in and out of my body as if I am a fish underwater. The responsibility placed on me by my father floats in and out of

Just keep smiling & keep laughing never forget the power of a good laugh how a genuine smile brightens dark days how they make cheeks once hard as stone  soft and full — a

The green grass is starting to look more purple Now that your blood has been splattered on it. Tears hit the blades of grass turning the royal purple Into a soft periwinkle. How