I slept alone but I felt you The vivid image of you Smiling across my eyelids The beauty of your eyes The only thing haunting me Dreaming of our time together Holding tight to make believe My imagination is all there is Of a romance I created Fiction at its best, a novel erotic…
She felt like a school girl with her first crush. Butterflies crashed around obnoxiously in her stomach. She silently scolded herself for being so dramatic, but to be fair she was flying high on drugs which wasn’t really part of her initial night’s plan. She had given in to the suggestions they made everything better…
I hope you understand that everyone has a story and that story is rarely conveyed by what someone looks like. I am not a big fan of the People of Walmart posts. I love to laugh I just don’t love laughing at people. If laughing at people is your thing, and sometimes it is hard…
She imagined the stars Were bright shiny hearts Blinking as they beat Having lived a good life Having been loved by And cherished by one Hearts that were once Empty lanterns waiting To be lit by someone Hearts that became stars To share with us The love that made them
Steps were heavy Growing heavier Taking more effort Making her slower A shaking began More of a tremor With each footfall Was a tidal wave Of fluid motion Her years kept her Clung to her bones And held her tight She was caught Underneath gravity Sink ing deeper Into the ground Becoming The ground
The night dances even though day We go from dark to light to dark again From waltzing to swaying to waltzing again Our steps paced evenly hand in hand We pay no mind to the flickering lights To the rolling of the hills outside our door Or the way the sky knocks heavily on…
I thought I would repost this since it is that time of year again. I don’t LOVE Elf on a Shelf but I acquiesce for my daughter. She loves her Elf Perry and he still does silly things for her in December each year. The comment section is not so Christmassy but highly entertaining. I…
Maybe you feel alone? Maybe you feel worthless? Maybe you think you waste everyone’s time with your problems/feelings. Maybe just breathing fuels your feelings of despair and the only thing you can manage is sleep. Congrats… You probably won the depression lottery. It is estimated nearly 350 million people worldwide suffer from depression…
For the first time in months I worked a bit on the fiction I am writing. Here is a small piece. I am not a writer so I know it will definitely need an editor but I hope the story at least captures your interest. The leaves were scattered around her bare feet. Her toenails painted…
The ball will drop And it will be lit There will be cheers There will be suicides The ball will drop And it will twinkle Bringing new hopes And plenty of fears The ball will drop And it will dance Confetti will fly Happy new year Full of fight Full of giving up Moving forward Pushing…
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