The Things We Used To Know
A normal person, living a normal life, with a lot of things to say.
My Feet Touch the Floor
My feet touch the floor, I breath… one step I make it to the shower. The water taps to my beating heart…one step I make it down stairs…one step I feel the dark, and it beckons. I turn away…one step Something inside holds me up, it says to go…one step The day laughs at me,Continue reading “My Feet Touch the Floor”
Against the Wall
I cannot break the wall. The wall of indifference, of disregard, of insignificance.I have tried for months to scale a wall that was put up brick by brick, and melded strong as glacier ice. One cannot break down a lifetime of irrelevance in a matter of months. My hands are bloody and beaten by theContinue reading “Against the Wall”
Broken
How much is enough? Do you ever ask yourself where your breaking point is? Now, I am no shrinking violet. My life has been far from sweetness and wonders. I had a viciously abusive first marriage. A rough start with its own problems. I could make a list, but honestly, it is the past. Okay,Continue reading “Broken”
