It’s nothing new We will survive Time and again in fact Surviving is how we do Our heart hits a snag Sometimes scratched Torn, shredded Broken in two Occasionally blown to bits But the truth is We will all die With a broken heart If we are lucky enough To have battled love
Thank you Crystal for sending me this song today ❤ How do you find that place? Where the fire no longer burns But begins to permeate your bones Where it dances its flaming light Into your very deepest dark That place where healing begins Warming your broken spirit Enough to thaw your hope Fueling your dormant desires Just…
My guest today is Jain. Jain is anonymous. Do I know her? Maybe I do and maybe I don’t. I will tell you I relate to many of the things she writes about. Am I normal? Are other people like me? Does anyone else… Jain has some things to say and she would love if you…
I don’t care what you think Actually, I really kind of do I could be crazy, could be sane My ideas might seem wrong Or maybe more clever than smart But I’m naked in front of you This is the real me, not a fantasy I don’t have a beautiful body And my face is…
I wander through the hallways Straightening pictures that I took Smiling at the memories And every place we stood I’ll leave them hanging As I pack every single box There on the same wall With the same ticking clock I will leave the story written For others to erase Because I don’t have the heart…
So many sad things happen to and around us that are completely out of our control. Parents getting older and having health issues, we are getting older having our own health issues, parenting woes, war, violence, financial worries, safety concerns, abuse, neglect. The list is endless. I also know there are some beautiful and amazing things…
Tangled up in Messy sheets Clothes ripped Shredded and torn Lying scattered On the floor Wild passions Breaking silence Give me what I need Let’s leave love Out in the hall Dive in deep Stay down low Until you just can’t Breathe anymore Filling empty spaces Muscular tension Dissolving stresses Everything you want Is everything…
My #BeReal guest today is Mark Schutter I have known Mark for over a year and he writes beautiful poetry. He even sent me a first verse once and we took turns writing this poem CEMETARY VISIONS. Today he used his poetic skill to write about being real. Thank you Mark for this submission. THIS…
My #BeReal guest today is Denise Geelhart. For years, all I could think about was suicide. Then, one day, on Friday, September 13, 1996, after failing to overdose the night before, I found myself standing on an 11th story hotel balcony overlooking a beautiful beach and Diamond Head. In a moment of complete fear and…
You’re are the reason I open my eyes Why I care at all About the sunrise You are the reason I go to bed at night In hopes I’ll dream You love me And We will be alright
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