It's days like today
That the thought of you makes me sick to my stomach
Dizzy and out of breath
I hate the holidays
Especially these holidays
Ones we shared
My soul feels like it's looking into a stained glass window to the past
So much love
I cannot get my heart to stop aching
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With Shaking Hands
PoetryWith shaking hands is a collection of poetry I've created over the span of three years, here you'll find poems about, love, loss, growth, recovery. May you find a safe space here, may you find peace here.
