I used to blackout when I drank. Not always but quite often. Blackout doesn’t mean you act any differently than your inebriated self would act. It just means you won’t remember what you did, what you said, or where you went. Your memory was too drunk to record. Therefore, no memory. Swimming motion Blurs the…
The smooth surface feels like glass Pressed hard against my wet cheek Shapes dancing just inside memories Behind curtains of shame and regret I see shifting blurs race to and fro Dripping down the canvas of yesterday Stripes that don’t last, or change Bright spots that linger when you blink Peeling itself off the tapestry, alive…
My #BeReal guest today is Thelma Thomas. This piece was submitted several weeks ago and since then Thelma’s son has died of a heroin overdose. Please give her your love and support. The Mouthy Mermaid Talks About Addiction, How Did I Get Here? First of all Hasty, thank you for inviting me to write…
This is my final Sage/Grimm post. Well… it is more of a Thank You post and a please read Grimm post!!!!! Sage has asked me to let everyone know he should be back up and running by Friday and to have a Happy Thanksgiving! When do fictional characters become real? When we fall in love…
Please visit me at “The Journal of Wall Grimm” today. Please Note: The Blog is RATED R.
Originally posted on jlindsey88's Blog:
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.” -Jim Morrison Acceptance. Believing. Embracing. Moving Forward. Accepting life on its own terms. Accepting…
Written by Primal Night’s and HastyWords She presses her breath gently from her lips Unaware that she had been holding it in The quiet breaks slowly; a sad sort of beauty Numbness threatens every bony limb And chills the length of her spine As he fills her tub with liquored sin She stills…
