Home. It isn’t a place. I stood looking at all the boxes I just packed and put into storage. Boxes of stuff I don’t have an immediate need for. Boxes of time and money spent on things to make life easier and hopefully happier. Too many years searching and collecting the wrong things. I went…
I waited for you You never came I looked for you You were gone I needed you I wanted you But you were Nowhere You were Only a voice But you were Always there And now You’re gone
I pray and this is the response I get. I need him. And he comes. I am that last spark In a dying campfire You can’t put me out I am fire I am the last breath In a whispered wish You can’t hush me I am hope I am that last…
I had a conversation with a terrorist. I was appalled by her beliefs. Angry at the intensity of her hate. I couldn’t understand why such a monster lived inside me. It’s hard to love yourself because you know all the things nobody else knows. You see all the parts nobody else sees. You feel things…
Change. It happens whether we expect it or not. It’s how we get from one moment to the next. Each moment we can be one of three things. Better off. Worse off. Or the same. My daughter is studying Newton’s Laws of motion in Science class. This strikes me as highly relevant because all the…
Approving your friend request does not give you permission to send me a dick pic. Sure there are probably LOTS of people who would love to see your penis, but I am not one of them. IF I want to see it, I promise I will use my words and ask for it. IN FACT,…
I can’t promise tomorrow That it will be void of sorrow But I can promise my smile My listening ear, my arms Hugs full of loving strength Standing in wait to renew you A friend here to help mend you Give me your heart to protect Until you can stand again Until you have strength…
The silence unsettles me I could never make it my home Sometimes words fail me And thoughts hide frozen and numb The outside world is missing Biting its tongue, abandoning me I am not one to enjoy quiet solitude It taunts me, surrounds me, imprisons me Is it the world ignoring me? Or am I…
The picture hangs crooked Among splinters and knots The corners a bit scorched A moment frozen in a frame Waiting for the smoke to clear And the shouts to fall silent Before trying to make peace Before searching for the time Where everything went wrong Where they try too hard to erase The mistakes that…
