I hesitate to post this because I’m bringing race into an experience I just had. It’s my experience as a typical average white woman so keep in mind this is my perspective. I had to spend my lunch hour standing in line at the post office. There was an elderly man with a leather Marines…
Racism is just another reason to be a bully… and it needs to stop. A true story written by Byron Hamel THE ROOK by Byron Hamel Did I ever tell you about the time I protected two black children from a Neo-Nazi skinhead who was crazy angry and getting violent because their mother was white?…
It was the turbulence Paired with a high velocity Waves of spinning motion Spiraling in conjunction With the flow of negativity Abundantly loud and chaotic Their emotions collided Collecting speed Grabbing debris Folding violent hate Into tornadoes of vitriol Vorticity revolving Around weapons Made up of spittle And condemnation The eye of a hurricane A…
I hate doing controversial posts. But sometimes you just have to stand up and say are you kidding me? Currently social media is starting to look like what it probably would have at the start of WWII. And we can stop it. We can use our voices to say… No that isn’t accurate and I…
I hate someone. I am not proud of it. Hate is like a tick I can’t get rid of. I don’t enjoy the feeling and I don’t like its all consuming nature. I have tried forgiving this person I hate for her careless judgements and her senseless attacks but it’s hard. It is hard because…
***TRIGGER WARNING*** Some stories you hear stay with you and you have to write them out or go mad. In many cases all I have to do is read a news blurb and my mind twists and turns in agony with the pain of it all. Empathy is the capacity to understand or feel what…
Crowding the dark Demons watched While their bony Fingers walk steps Up my rigid spine His footsteps faded Outside my door Where right before He was standing For just a moment Listening for breath Before satisfied I was indeed Dead
Lindsay sent me a verse over a week ago out of the blue and this happened. NOT YOURS by Lindsay and Hastywords Target Is who I am not For your torment and abuse Slander and Lies Have sucked me dry Every mirror reflects black Since I let you into my head Darkened by your moods…
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…
The person who wrote this post wanted to remain anonymous; feelings like this are not easy to own. This post is as emotionally raw as you will read in my series this month. It is a testimony of how bullying can have a long-term effect on a person. I should also point out that this…
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