LET ME TUG AT YOUR HEART

Sometimes we need help; things happen beyond our control and we have no choice but to ask for help to get back on our feet.  These are the times I am thankful for the network of friends I have and their generous hearts. I don’t typically ask for donations or for charitable contributions because 1)…

DESTINY CRASHES

WRITTEN BY RICHARD ANKERS AND HASTYWORDS ♥ Broken glass clung In pieces to his hair Desperation pulled At his lungs looking For a breath of air   Sludgy water fogging And unable to see He struggled to the Surface clawing up From dark infinity   Their screams Trace his memory Etching acoustic Tracks on his…

THE DARK ROOM

The dark room smelled like muddy, rusty iron.  It was hot in the room despite how cold the darkness made her feel inside.  Her space had a small room with a working toilet and a simple shower stall.  At first the dripping shower head was annoying but over time she began humming to its rhythm. …