toughen under the strain of loss. it stole something from me. used to be so embedded emotionally fall apart completely. but now the rain has found its river bed. of course, love the ones that support me. just struggle sometimes to reveal me. these scars get in the way. used to be so full of strength that nothing could break me. the outcome now. am stronger. and now dream of a future.

–deaden

-linda j wolff