I want to be peaceful, Feel something serene. Be the calm in your day That lets you say, ‘In the end, It’s going to be okay,’ But that’s not me. It’s a struggle to be free. Especially, because, It’s always been Me versus me.
Observant- August 12, 2019
My eyes paint a tinged picture of what I see. My heart beats a murmured song of what I know. My hands crumple the very thing I long for. My mouth stammers, as I watch the chance pass by. All the while, my ears are taking everything in.
Chirping – July 2, 2019
Daydreaming, Chirping out loud. Gotta find a break in the clouds!
Searching – July 10, 2019
My head has been pointed toward the skies lately. In awe of something bigger than all of us. Where do you look when you're searching?
The Poker Hand – February 19, 2018
You both were dealt the worst hand in the world. Four different suits. Colors across the board. Not a single pair, and you didn’t throw in. You played the hand, discarding all but one in hopes the flop would be kinder. Looking for pairs, a three of a kind, at the mercy of the stack … Continue reading The Poker Hand – February 19, 2018