Uneasy I navigate this How could I How could you How could it No blame No shame It was love It is love This love Strong Even now Still Longing To feel Warmth Tenderness Desire Again Needing To hear Your voice Words Never promised Only felt Only hoped A wish Settled Into a dream Unfulfilled … Continue reading Uneasy
Tag: writer’s life
Fluttering in my Pink PJs
Had some free time alone tonight. So… dancing. Got some new pink PJs. I decided I like pink more than blue right now. I guess I’m going through a “pretty in pink” phase. I love this throwback from my teen years. Makes me happy in a fluttery way, sad happy. If I had known then … Continue reading Fluttering in my Pink PJs
I am she and she is me
The way to her heart is dark Hides in secret under rocks Dampened melancholy whispers Whispered... whisper... whispers The sound of the rain tapping... tip... tip... tapping She closes her eyes wide... to a reflection unlike... Drowning Flood gates crashed and caused a burn Quiet vicissitude weighing heavy on her spirit As the wind pushes … Continue reading I am she and she is me
I’m trying
I'm trying to do my part to continue in the abyss of what's happening, what's causing panic and uncertainty. I move one foot in front of the other and hope I don't trip on my own heart racing. I despair upon hearing the news, I breathe in and out and go... on. I just go … Continue reading I’m trying
