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Writer's pictureTatianna Wilkins

Untitled Trauma

Updated: Jul 22, 2022

What ever he had for me, I needed it more that safety.


I need him more than I need myself.


It wasn’t love, but at the time thats all I could call it. With my lack of boundaries, we ran free in my imagination. The lies you told me I believed with certainty.


Your chaos was loud in my soul, but it was something to feel instead of solitude.



A part of me died. But it needed to go.

So you had to pass my heart, but I also had to let it go.




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