SHE SWALLOWS STARS

She swallows stars Creating darkness Where daydreams Used to be Painting pictures On concrete walls Swirling creations A stark diary of her Black hole nights Void of vibrancy Am I still beautiful? She whispers To the ants marching Along the crevices Among the cracks Carrying her life One speck at a time Until she is…

TURN INTO ME AGAIN

Time came from shadows And dreams Swirled like magical clouds From my pillow Here I am he said Turn into me again The fog drifted into sheets Emotional feats Summersaulted into beats Inside my chest Here I am he said Turn into me again Darkness fell like drapes And angels Wore fishnets spun with despair…

THE QUELLING IS IN THE TELLING

Some stories get told and they can’t find rest inside your soul.  The stories fight like ghosts trying to find a way out. Well… This week I read two stories that have left a huge battalion of ghostly visions inside my mind and writing is my way of making sense of it.  The stories are hard…

IGNORED

When you are depressed you are afraid to speak. Fear of being ignored, rejected, and/or ridiculed. Fear you will be a burden or judged. The fear is real and it isn’t just a whisper but a tornado of thoughts bombarding you with lies that make you feel completely worthless, pointless, and/or useless. It is a…

SHE SAW ONLY WINTER

I few weeks ago I had a beautiful lady approach me on Twitter and ask if I would participate in her Picture Prompt.  Please visit her site and see the other entries by clicking HERE Musical notes weaved softly Through their quiet murmurs. Excited anticipation drifted Like waves through the crowd. The casual conversations faded…

DROWNING IN HER WORDS

This is the kind of story that prompted me to host the topic on “Bullies”.  This girl is beautifully brave and I hope you hear what she has to say.  Her voice is only going to get stronger with our support.  Help Courtney share her her message, her voice! DROWNING IN HER WORDS by Courtney…

THIS TIME I COULD

When I began blogging a few years ago I believed it would be a solitary journey.  I believed I would type some words on a screen, hit publish, and maybe feel content knowing the words might land someplace they were wanted and/or needed.  I never really expected that I would end up having conversations with…

SILENCE WITHOUT SOUND

Don’t believe the lies inside your head.  Everyone should feel loved.  Everyone is worth love. I have heard the voices and they are cruel and if you let them they will bully you.  Never give up… never let go! Your kiss sends me flying Above natures golden leaves Your words send me diving Into waters…

THE DWELLERS WITHIN

Self-prophesied aches chase me Like they are never going to stop Ghosts from the past materialize Wearing sheets stained long ago Moaning             From the pain I’ve caused Forgive me future for I have Forsaken the dwellers within Creatures created from my thoughts Expectations and condemnations Appearing like a phantom symphony Bellowing life from distended…