My life is like a paint by number I like order and I find it's easier if I have that neatness and accuracy.
Other days my life is like a non-objective art piece, there's meaning to it but it makes me like I have no purpose without the order.
~E.M.C
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Hurt Beyond Repair.
PoetryHurt and frightened and no where to turn except for my journal. Curse words being streamed at me and you would have thought I had a father for a sailor. ~E.M.C Many poems focusing on the subject of Mental Illness, that many suffer with and the su...
