Inner Light

Sometimes the world gets dull, dark, and mundane. We become stuck on the day-to-day. We grow up, the magic of the world begins to fade. With envy, we dream of our childhood and speak of old memories. We do everything we can to give the young  what the old lives for. A moment, to think... Continue Reading →

Entitled Wisdom

Sometimes  we seem to think that answers are a given. When actually, we hear whispers of truth formed out of nothing but thin air. The wind travels slow though the leaves flutter violently.  Much like the Holy Spirit; so solemn, quiet, true, and always last. Drowned out by our own words, dreams, and sorrows. We... Continue Reading →

Anxiety & Epilepsy

I'm a girl with a demon on her shoulder and two shadows. The one leading tries to emulate me.It makes a perfect, circular, trip daily with the sun. Beginning and ending with its rise and fall. This one has only grown in size over the years.  The one following is a morphing shape, willing to... Continue Reading →

2 Weeks

I have the words. This book holds my notes. My body and mind hold the scares. And you,  dear doctor, I hope, will bring me answers. 

Another Book on the Shelf

I'm new to letting the world understand me.  Knowing who I am, my real self, is a privilege.  Many aren't given the chance. I'd rather be a scattered puzzle, than another pretty face. Porcelain always seemed too fragile. Solid and heavy, from my words to my eyes, made an impression nobody forgets. I'd rather pierce... Continue Reading →

We’re Saving for that Sunny Day

Plans are in the making. The shadows still come. Getting older always gets old. A sunny day with light clouds. A day with poring rain. Sometimes their just water drops. Other times it's just one of those days. To wear a suit of armor whatever the weather only to improve the humanness not covered by... Continue Reading →

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