Chose pain over you
Pain, ever present Pain, part of the soul Pain, coursing through the vein Pain, its rooted in the roots Pain, blinding to all Pain, I choose over you
Looking into the eyes of others
Eyes. They serve as windows onto your soul. Supposedly. Eyes. A stare. They supposedly connect you with others. You can perhaps tell if someone is lying by looking at their eyes. You can connect deeply with someone through each other’s eyes. Supposedly. There are some cultures where direct […]
My walk full of ladders
I am an extremely superstitious person. My mom had me believing my itchy hand meant money was coming my way and that an upside down broom swept unwanted guests away. I thought it was a very odd thing growing up so superstitious. Now, I miss it. I miss […]
Which door?
Which door will lead to the right outcome? Which window will provide the right view? Which doorknob to turn? Which door to shut closed? Which door to swing wide open?
A walking smorgasbord of contradictory emotions
She woke up early anticipating what was to come. She knew sge was blinded ny love, hate, fear, and hope. She was a walking smorgasbord of contradictory emotions. Her heart was all rapid palpitations. She had no way of calming her heart. She just had to keep walking […]
Tick tock
Tick tock, tick tock Tick, Tick We’ve been sick Clock is running out Tick, Tick, tick It’s a quarter to midnight Made it under the wire The wire made me Tick tock, tick tock Time is running out on this charade Which mask shall get undone? There’s more […]
Tomorrow is Tomorrow
Tonight I mourn I grieve for everything I have lost I fault myself for the fractures A tsunami of painful memories A tidal wave of sorrow A collapse of the shield A minefield of regrets A puddle of neverending tears A review of the missteps A will to […]
Not yet
There’s time Perhaps The glass stays in the cupboard The candle on the shelf Can’t throw them out Can’t stare at them The garbage awaits But not quite yet Soon Soon, though
His changing voice
I am at a loss. Truly. Deeply. My baby boy is growing up. Sigh. I can’t believe how this all snuck up on me. My boy, my recently turned 12 tear old boy, has a changing voice. His voice us deepening. How did this happen? One day he […]
I remember feeling the pain
Ask a woman who has given birth about that childbirth pain. More often than not she will note it had been excruciating. However, more often than not, she will also not be able to tell you based on memory what it really felt like. The memory of how […]
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