Of Love and Light

For every moment I found myself loved I found myself gravitating light. There is this overpowering emotion that erupts when you start echoing the sounds of your true heart. Moments in time take us to where we need to go to be frozen in eternity. Impervious to all other surroundings, peaceful in our serenity. If…

The Crossroads of Denial and Realism

I had to. I had to come downstairs. Correction run downstairs after  I don’t know how many glasses of champagne. I have to write. Almost like keep taunting me and telling me I am worthless and all I want to do is prove you wrong. How many edibles do you feed me before you knocked…

A Fairytale Gone Wrong

I can’t imagine the life one has to endure in order to deem it necessary to have all their pieces squished back together. You can never be rebuilt the same. When something rocks you to your core and brings you to the brinks of your own sanity what could it all mean anyways? For some…

The Wall

There is only so much one person can take when it seems like they are talking to a wall. No matter how hard I beat my head against it there is nobody there to answer me. Sometimes I feel I must have died and I am here to float above the other’s existence. There is…

Ground Into Dust

Our own existence we depleted until it became ground into dust and held no value for anybody anymore. Look at the way we berate each other for insignificant differences that really only bring attention to the offender and no one else. Imagine if we lost the ability to see like so many of our fellow…

Land of No Good

In the land of not good enough all I hear is that I am no good. One only needs to know of my story to grasp what I am talking about. Within these four walls there is more animal life than human. That is a whole heck of all of potential miscommunication from all angles…

One Foot in the Grave

I keep one foot in the grave because admitting to be an active participant in whatever this life is has become far too much. We live in this world where everybody wants to save these closest racists from going under fire. Why do I have to walk amongst those that show over and over again…

Life and It’s Twists and It’s Bittersweet Sorrow

I close my eyes. I have to. The salt from my tears make them burn. How I wish I could close them forever. To stop seeing the perverse way we treat each other day after day after day. My nightmares are becoming quite common now. I refuse to write them down. I don’t want to…