I am so pleased to have Lizzi Lewis here to help me kick off my new #BeReal series. Relationships are hard but so far my relationship with Lizzi has been the easiest and most rewarding friendship I have ever had. She is my sunrise and I am her sunset. My life is better with her…
Voodoo cursed And jury tried Condemned For her humanity Her lips sewn With wooden vines Cross stitched Haphazardly through Previous scars And healing scabs Keep those emotions Those hard feelings To yourself they said As they sentenced them Forever imprisoned Inside a fleshy tomb To rot and decay Inside her fucked up brain
Today my guest is Mel at PushingOurLimits. She wrote a poem that represents the devastation and harm bullying can produce. Please welcome the talented lovely Mel Douleur. A BULLY’S SMILE by Mel Douleur I smiled at you. A hope of what might be And with what I thought was grace You smiled back at me.…
Winter met my falling tears solidifying their instability memorializing them in ice Frozen prismatic reminders reflecting the fading light of all the lives I left behind All the words I’d lost left behind and ignored forever confined and suspended Every thought born alone like fingerprint snowflakes from a mind frozen and numb Every season of…
My #BeReal guest today is Allie Burke. Allie is one of my favorite people to follow on facebook maybe because she looks like I would imagine my own daughter will look when she grows up. Not only is she gorgeous she is a strong woman and a force for good. I recently read her book…
Sometimes there is silence No voices No motivation No desire or drive Sometimes there is loneliness No comfort No connectedness No shared emotions Sometimes there is despair No inspiration No love No passion But today… There is balance And these days Make those days Worth getting through
Trust is an asshole It whispers soft Billowing clouds Of pure white lies Then grabs your Fragile little neck And squeezes The life from you As it laughs At your naivety And just before Your eyes close Just before Shadows fold He lets you Breathe again He says With his Asshole smile I’m sorry I’ll…
He captured me and held me before I even knew to struggle. He held me enslaved inside words that tied me up and restricted my senses. I was bound happily feeling the comfort of my captivity. As long as I was imprisoned with him… my master, I was safe; I was content. He had a…
I keep visiting worn out places Discarded memories scorched Revisiting all the same spaces I long ago thought I’d torched Wrap me inside your arms Stark colors spin too fast Burning tattooed flesh Comic strip stories from the past I can’t seem to refresh Keep me from dying inside I want to be somebody new…
HASTYWORDS 