ORCHESTRATE KINDNESS

People work hard at orchestrating how other people feel. Their need to be loved and liked is powerful. I wasn’t very old the first time I realized not everyone liked me. I met a woman who was in her late 20’s before she realized not everyone liked her. She remembers the revelation as traumatic because…

IN THE PALM

The world is speeding A blurry comet streaking A surface full of ghosts Wondering dazed in a fog Give me this day our… What are the words? The prayer we used to say When all went wrong? He’s got the whole world In the palm of his hand And he’s bouncing it Banking it off…

FINDING HAPPY

Sometimes the road parts And there is nothing there for you One takes you up the other down And neither one leads to happy Nothing but trouble and worry So do you stay? Do you stand still? Keep what you have and wait? Or do you head off road… off map Find that happy you…

WE ARE BOOKMARKS

She fell away from me Differently from the others I sat watching as pieces Fell apart then together As she struggled earnestly And sometimes gave up Exhausted from the trying She had found and built Something solid finally A plan, a person, a life full So many smiles and laughs So much beauty and love…

NOT EVERYONE IS HIM

Can inconsistency be a trauma? The way he said he loved me The way his eyes devoured me How his hands moved over me I remember feeling so high Destination cloud nine please He did everything right Made me lemon squares Opened my doors for me Dressed up to take me out “Let’s just drive…

THIS TRAGEDY

I see some things And my brain slips I hear things too And my mind trips I run like a kite Caught on a string My heart skips But mostly stutters And I am left Crashing on rocks Falling into Words that sting And I try hard To run from them But I can’t get…

SLAYING DEPRESSED DRAGONS

Part of my 31 days of horror.  Please write something creepy and link to the comments below. I’m perfect, perfectly fine! Oh, my eyes are red? Yea, I danced with demons last night. Smile, giggle, laugh… Oh, how did I burn myself? Yea, well you see I visited hell last night Smile, giggle, laugh… Oh,…

BREEZE OF INSANITY

Bodies dangling from the sky Like swings on a summer day The rapture left us all to cry Captured in the sun lights ray Spirits fly in circles, like bats Rushing for a dwelling place A dirty place full of restless rats Like sparrows darting, keeping pace They dance around hopelessly Out of place, out…

THAT IS MINE

  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…

A TORNADO IN THE CLOUDS

  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…