Torn – January 30, 2018

I have been torn in half. My first family gone, the second built in its ruins. The “ungrateful” word bounces around my head. “spoiled little brat” slaps me in the face. I fight back. But, my mom died. Ripped in two. Split by my everyday thoughts. Thoughts that won’t stop knocking on my door. So … Continue reading Torn – January 30, 2018