TD and I have been friends awhile. I don’t mean just casual blog friends, he is one of those friends I can (and do) count on: He is 1) Never too busy to talk if I need him 2) Isn’t scared of blubbering, hysterical tears and 3) Isn’t scared off by an emotional screaming cursing…
Helena is my truth teller. She doesn’t pry, try to fix me, or even know me that well, but she reached out and told me she understood. In fact, as of late, I have several bloggy friends who have formed a casual support group. Sometimes, something will trigger depression but depression doesn’t need a reason…
Today I wrote a post titled TOXIC. One of the comments was a poem I just couldn’t let die in comment land. Check her out and share in her love of all things glitter… Lizzi with Considerings. Thank you Lizzi! Give me your toxins I will drink them like wine For poison cannot harm One…
It happens now and then and please don’t pretend it doesn’t. You know; that irrational behavior that doesn’t sneak up on you but attacks you dead on? Someone pushed that BIG RED BUTTON and it is full throttle, all engines go. Next thing you know you are a powerhouse of artillery sent into overdrive on…
Twindaddy asked me to write yesterday with No Words as the email’s subject line. NO WORDS perfectly described how I felt over the last couple of weeks. I was stuck emotionally yesterday so I did not write. I did not write AT ALL and that never happens. Today we finished a poem that we…
Originally posted on The SisterWives:
A few weeks ago I considered dropping out of this “SisterWives” project. Here I am in the midst of some fantastic women and for some reason I was invited to join. What makes me think I can keep up? What makes me think I have anything worthwhile to add? I…
Originally posted on RED GLADIOLA:
A child with a gloomy disposition Said to me with some contrition, “I find the sunlight much too bright, It tells me problems can be simply set right. Though I’ve prayed for a many a day, Not one deity, have I swayed.” When company came, she hid in dark places…
Because sometimes passion takes a nasty and angry turn straight into the field of battle. Written by Twindaddy and Hastywords Your mouth opened, speaking Words that don’t sound real Moving with strange energy Your feelings they conceal Like the winds of a storm Your words blow through my ears Leaving a path of destruction Creating…
Written by JStewart413 and HastyWords Buried Deep down inside Lies The burden That is mine Hidden Torment lingering Inside A minefield Of heartbeats That are mine And I can’t deny As I explode From the inside Out The relief As shrapnel Jettisons Into reality Changing This world That is mine You may never…
I am not a social person. I pretend to be sometimes if I need to, in fact, many of my closest friends don’t realize that when I excuse myself it is, more often than not, to calm myself down. All it takes is one moment, one word, one look the wrong way, and my…
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