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When it rains it pours
Wandering aimlessly with a destination in mind but no route to move forward. The cruel monster that money is painfully nibbles at the backs of my ankles. I am too crippled to continue ( Read more... ) -
Let us go to town...
"Oh, my dearest vast Universe, is there an end to your madness ( Read more... ) -
Tomorrow is another day
From one frustration to another I am afraid a nightmare may come ( Read more... ) -
Fugitive
I wake up with such peculiar anger and I know I owe my throbbing headache to these uncomfortable dreams. I can't seem to escape the racing pace of this terrible mind (yes, what a waste). I quiver at the day's approach with a cotton mouth thirst for refuge. No escape, no temporary safety ( Read more... ) -
To wake is to be aware...is to be alive. Or so you think?
I’m not quite sure what I have done. I opened a can of worms. Now they are crawling around me, on me, in me. They are screaming and crying and laughing. They won’t shut up, they won’t just let me be. Like parasites of the brain, diligently sucking away the brick walls I have built these long years. No security. “I didn’t mean to wake the beast.” “ ( Read more... ) -
Inexplicable Years
I don't know if I feel accomplished, or feel that I did anything great except hold on with all dear might to the one thing that strengthens me ( Read more... ) -
There is a strange smell in the air this evening...I must be festering
I pollute everyday.
What have I become?
Who am I & what do I wantStability. I want certainty. I’d appreciate some drive and self-discipline to step on that well needed gas. I want to read. I want to add one of my own books to library homes everywhere. I want to be beautiful. I want to behave beautifully. I want… I want to try. I want workdays to ( Read more... ) -
They Spoke of many things, but never of me...
There is this new emotion brewing inside me. I don't like it. It's not anything I am used to. I think, I think it is fear.
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Silence Has Struck A Thick Chord
I do not like it when the boy needs to stay in the waking world, many miles away. My sleeping routine becomes a disaster. I woke up a couple hours ago fully clothed and with the lights still on. Now I am prepared for bed but the empty space is almost unbearable so there lays Monty now filling up what he can. I thought his company would do the trick ( Read more... )
