Letter to Brian

Originally posted on LATENT CONFESSIONS:
To my dear friend, I extend my hand, but your outstretched arms were not close enough for me to reach. I want to embrace you, but your weak body and soul are too far for me to hold. I want to ease your pain, but I cannot mend your wounds.…

KILLING SKELETONS

Written by Daydreamdaisies and Hastywords I walk the halls of endless nights Looking for the perfect escape Conversations shouting at me Scattered behind each door And the words, pawing sniffing Scampering words of past come Knocking down my soul, they ask Why would we let you pass? A cacophony of accusations Scratching clawing behind the…

FOR THE LOVE OF DRUGS AND BLOGS

Drugs…. Don’t do ‘em…well unless you are like me and then take them….please.  I am fairly sure that is what my husband would be telling you right now.  I made a few people’s lives fairly miserable, always doubting, never trusting, not communicating, and withdrawing from life.  Now that I can see more clearly, logically, it…