28 April

If i could turn around and get back to the times i was not shattered. To the times i would wake up in the morning with a huge ass smile and a flower in my hand and run straight to mom and " bear hug " her and mumble to her " Good morning mommy " . But now? What about now ? What is it with the broken glass and muffled screams? What is it with the crying eyes mumbling " I am fine" ? Who am i ? Huh? Oh yeah .. i would wake up in the morning with yesterday's scars and run straight to mom and crush her with me hug and mumble to her "Don't cry mommy"

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