My Little Princess

I could hardly see through the stream of tears, but that shade of red that covered my hands was all too familiar for me to not know what it was. It happened again. I thought I was over this, I thought we had fixed this issue. I suppose not. All I could see around me […]

https://angelpearce2.wordpress.com/2016/03/22/my-little-princess/

Not Lost

There are no words, only particles of faith that slip between my fingers as the wind blows against my window. There are no giddy heights to fall from. No sentiments that can ease a bruised soul. There is, however, a sense of beauty that few these days seem to be in possession of. How […]

http://myredabyss.com/2016/03/02/not-lost/