The Colors of Me
I don’t fit in. No one can see. I struggle to show you all that makes me, me. Because of that, I feel insignificant once more. When I was a little girl, I dreamt of swallowing paint so what I … Continue reading The Colors of Me
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He Loves Me or He Loves Me Not Enough
He loves me, he loves me not enough As my fingers touch the petals whispered words slip from my lips begging not for an answer but an affirmation of a wishful truth I told myself thousands of times especially in … Continue reading He Loves Me or He Loves Me Not Enough
Shield Her
harmful words cut deep in my heart her conscious sleeps catching sleeping tears catching sleeping tears exhaling his memory vanish from her life vanish from her life no harm will fall upon her your power is gone **************************** Written for … Continue reading Shield Her
Night Whispers
She pulls the blankets around her, closes her eyes to get lost in the warmth. Whispers from the winter night easing inside her room. She reaches out for sleep to come, an elusive dance begins. Exhaustion sits on her eye lids but her mind wakes up in the silence of the moment. Her heart drops all walls as the moon climbs into the sky. The familiar cadency begins, pulsing out the words she keeps within. missing you residing void in my heart your missing laugh use to live there She swallows hard to suppress the feelings trying to crawl their way … Continue reading Night Whispers
Nightly Confessions
It is only at night I can wrap myself up and hold my secrets between my ribcage-embrace and just breathe. I run my trembling fingers down my stomach searching for a sign and to feel the darkness that has taken my body hostage. Closing my eyes I inhale the stars to illuminate me from within. I try to expel the anger, suffering….the cancer that has burrowed itself within me. Grabbing onto bedsheets and twisting myself until the pain dulls, just so I can cry silently. My body trembles as I try to choke down the sounds of fear and … Continue reading Nightly Confessions
Do Not Weep For Me
Photo by me She loves to lay underneath the confessional arms of the willow tree. The sun’s light dances and leaps down the draping limbs then lands on her skin. She closes her eyes and enjoys the feel of the … Continue reading Do Not Weep For Me
Drowning
Smile….keep smiling. Oh wait, you are suppose to laugh now. Stay strong because everyone is watching. She smiles but it doesn’t reach her eyes. No one really wants to see so they just go along with what she portrays. If anyone would take a moment to look really into her eyes, they would see she is drowning. She is slowly collapsing under the brutal force of sorrow, regret and fear. Each of her breaths become more labored than the one before. But still she stands, smiling. Trying to be what everyone needs her to be. She makes it through the … Continue reading Drowning
Inked Peacock Tales 