Here's some really angsty poetry

I feel broken
fragmented
like I am cracking apart from the inside
I haven't felt this in years...

Pulling at the seams
going fucking crazy

I really don't like it
I blame you,
but it's really just me
unable to cope
to deal with reality
to be 30 years old and still
making mistakes

I feel weak and
I really hate feeling weak.
It makes me feel so...
human.
8/17/13

©KTildes

Take a walk with me..

If you don't believe in fairies, come take a walk w me and I'll show you were they live. 
They live in the spaces between; in the sunbeams, the air between two trees, the leaves falling from branches, feathers on the wind.  They live in our memories, in the shadows,  the things you see in the corner of your eyes.

They do exist, you just need to look, and believe.