A friend, of a friend, wrote and sang this beautiful song about letting go and meeting again. If you have ever watched someone fight to stay alive, this song will definitely bring on the those funny little things that pop out your eyes when you're happy and sad. Full of hope and light. Always Keep … Continue reading Talking to you…a song 5/21/19
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Teach Me – May 20, 2019
Sitting next to her, Sewing and sewing, Watching and waiting. Anticipation building. Wondering when, She’d teach me.
Soul Catcher – May 18, 2019
Within a heartbeat, They meet. Survival of the fittest. Drawing in the who, Soul crosses body. Is it in the atmosphere, Or the garden we lay? How do we become, You or I? The love we’re given? The hate we reap? Decisions made Before allowance To understand A path chosen A choice passed by Blink … Continue reading Soul Catcher – May 18, 2019
Sculpted – May 18, 2019
The ugliness I’ve sculpted, Plain and simply, me. Escaping the whirlwind that returns, Unknown. Seeing the beauty Encapsulated by your life, Breaks my heart And sucks me back in. Treasured memories Are few between. Swept away by The dependable wind. Will we meet again? Will we know each other? The ugliness I’ve sculpted, Plain and … Continue reading Sculpted – May 18, 2019
Tomorrow – March 17, 2019
Muster up the strength to survive. Take all the sorrow, Always remember there’s tomorrow.
Numb – May 14, 2019
I’ve got nothing Going numb Days seem long Filtered Getting old Over again.
Normal – March 21, 2019
I’m not objective. how could I be? Always my own cheerleader. Everything’s great, I’ve got this, No problem. Fake it till you break it. Sit down, strap up, and hold on. It’s not... You don’t... you’re hurt... It’s ok, the good news is, You’re normal.
Cloaked – May 14, 2019
This family, Is not mine Un-included Far away Distant thought Touches down Separate the pain Packed into boxes The picture drawn Delicate Rage placed Just out of sight Between the lines Stippled over An artists piece Studied You’ll find me there Emotions checked Hiding inside The beauty drawn On the page In front of you.
Hold My Hand – May 12, 2018
The sky slurs awake, As the day begins. My eyes creep open. This weight From years gone by, Alone and heavy. You never visit me while I sleep, But surround me in sorrow In my waking hour. On edge. Inhales shallow. Eyes swollen. Unnumbered hours Have passed me by Without the scent of you. Today … Continue reading Hold My Hand – May 12, 2018
Skin – May 7, 2019
Want to shed this skin. Urges come and go. To release the hate It holds me tight, Binded. Cracking the door Open, as it shuts. Slammed in my face. Fuel trickling on the fire. Burning in its place. Right where I am, Is right where I’ll be.
Can’t – May 8, 2019
I can’t do it. I don’t want to do it. But I do, For others Even when there’s nothing left for me.
The Clouds! 5/10/19
Let me live amongst the clouds. Airy and light, Everything has to be right.
Burden – October 9, 2018
Each and every one of us has the opportunity to be brave and stand up, be civil and listen up.
A concept – May 7, 2019
What if I were to tell you, Life is one big perception. Would you believe me?
If There Is A God – February 17, 2019
My mom believed God would save her, At least welcome her. I believe, if there is a God, For her.
Belly – May 8, 2019
My belly is bloated. Full of this queasiness I cannot exude. I’m left with swishing. Gurgling up into my Adam’s apple, That belongs to you.
Join Me – May 8, 2019
Come, join me. Let’s drown in sadness. Sulk in the fluid river of tears. Swim in the lakes of our demise. Flirt with what’s coming. Take my hand, join me. In this beautiful dance, But before you do Grab ahold of something That will pull you up, Remind you, You are still alive.
Talking to you…Vulnerable 5/9/19
The strength it takes to be, is immense. I thought I was strong before, I let myself be. Now, most days, I know I am because I let myself be. It’s a double edged sword, ironic, dare I say, hypocritic. I hate it, and love it. It makes me feel weak, but in the end … Continue reading Talking to you…Vulnerable 5/9/19
Fate – May 8, 2019
By the time You decide It’s too late. Universe, Please, don’t let that be my fate.
Weeps – May 8, 2019
As the child weeps, Sorrow seeps. The willow, its muse. Nothing ahead. Nothing behind. An empty abyss Swirling around. One heartbeat found Frozen. In sorrow, As the child weeps.
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