Maybe God gave me purpose, maybe he caused this pain Am I wrong for being angry? everytime I move forward– something knocks me down again, life is a journey, no one said it would be...
Eyes closed, heart open, Breathe and then take it all in. Feel the wind’s swift blow. Hands calm, mind moving, Stop and bask in the beauty. Let the grass grow tall. Back straight, legs...
I don’t have anything due. I’m not cramming for a test, or rushing to finish something before a deadline. Sleep and I just aren’t on the same page. And God knows I’ve tried...