No one sees that she is falling apart

In the dark hours of the morning, she pulls out her spine and melts to the floor

All her insecurities flow through her veins

All her strength has left

Loneliness greets her with its cold hand and reminds her no one cares


In his presence, she is inspired

Outside she is lost

Goodbye is like a knife to warm bread. It’s smooth, subtle, but complete

It’s angers her that together, she is alive

Apart she dies

Apart she is confused about passion

Apart she is comfortable

Apart she lets fear win


It’s Monday!!

No meeting’s….she can get work done today.

5 meeting invites

It’s 4pm as she sits down to begin her day.

It’s 4:30, she has to leave to be on time.

More work at home.

Ding: I’m sorry ma’am, the information does not exist…

She’ll have to create the report manually

2 hours in traffic, she’s home.

Mom, I know I spent all your money this weekend, but I hope you have money left to buy class snacks tomorrow.

Oh no, she knows she’s struggling.

Mail: Look for the silver lining…

She’s needs to hear from her love.

He didn’t want to hear her cry.