BlogHide Resteemsbrokenman (32)in truestory • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.My story part 3 after Bruces' death onto my fathers part 1 of 2Bruce who in the previous story was mentioned as the prominent father figure since my actual father was never really in the picture. Bruce died when I was 10 years old and I had no memories of my…brokenman (32)in truestory • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.My life story part 2 out of orderI would like to skip ahead a few years from previous my previous post since it ties into a portion of it. I am now 10 years old a close neighbor who I had spent the past couple of years taking care…brokenman (32)in truestory • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.My life story part 1My earliest vivid memory is 5 years old. One night I was running a temp of 104. Woke up from my sleep late at night my sister and her friends were fast asleep. When I awoke I felt out of place. For…brokenman (32)in poetry • 7 years agoYou can run but not hideRunning from life Attempting to avoid strife There is no hiding Only time bidingbrokenman (32)in depression • 7 years agoTo fade or not prosperJust when the light of his pieced together world had begun to faded and he was ready to embrace the darkness and drift off into the unknown but seemingly comforting abyss a familiar new flicker…brokenman (32)in series • 7 years agoLost but not completely 2It was later that night that Elizabeth had coded. He left the hospital with an empty heart and an expressionless look. She wanted him to move on but now was hardly the time to think about that.…brokenman (32)in series • 7 years agoLost but not completelyElizabeth was his everything the one person who could truly get through all of his barriers. Their romance was years in the making him an acquired taste for many and her the curious spectator who…brokenman (32)in depression • 7 years agoSingle malt & late nightsHe sat and reflected upon the decisions made during the course of his life while polishing off yet another bottle of single malt. It was then that he came upon the realization that there was nothing…