Thursday, September 18, 2014

Broken

Thoughts never published from a few months ago

Hands full of shattered glad hearts woven with thread tattered by lost hopes and needles bent with pressure

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Locked in a mind, serving a sentence of solitary confinement

This is really more for me than anyone else and is not written keeping much of anyone or anything else in mind other than spewing out whatever is overflowing. Read with a grain of salt and please recognize no one piece in and of itself is a very accurate representation of the bigger picture.
My name is Melissa. I also go by Mel and Missy.
I am a Mother to Amery, Kai, and Cason
I work with kids that have never really been given a fair shake at life
I ramble a LOT...