His eyes even seem to gleam. I can't break my gaze from his beautiful face. He is mesmerizing.
Tag: writing therapy
Hourglass
There's a faded line etween reality band time.
Stream of Consciousness | 1.6
A struggle between solitude and longing unfolds, reflecting deep emotional pain and a desire for escape.
Poverty
And it harm none Mama formed the mission, holding her Bible a glory soaked misfit.
Save It
Save the idle banter and the petty, senseless chatter for the next innocent victims of your self created disaster.
Collateral Damage Station
I'm on the outside bright color peacock spreading; I own my street, a path forced discreet by tainted company.
The Death of Ms. Hagley
I thought I'd feel reprieve; some kind of soul relief to find out she died.
Wicked Jinn
My lids are heavy. My brain churns thoughts. I run for home, spooning with dog. Exhaustion. I am aggressive and stalwart.
Solitary Respite
Closing the spaces I once shared. Closing the trust I once spared.
Kaleidoscope
Fear is an illusion. I invite these intrusions to include truth, even if it hurts you.
The Sadists Come Like Lightening Bolts
Their presence attracts chaotic relationships, revealing hidden truths and fostering eventual healing amidst emotional turmoil.













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