poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
Here's the thing... The person you see is me. But also, she's not me. Not from what I can see. Here's the thing... I'm lost. But not for much longer. I can feel another Coming through. She's becoming stronger. I must do what I must do. And I have to be Ready for anything. I… Continue reading Alien Thoughts (1)
Little puppet on a string, they can make you do anything. They can make you dance, puppet, dance. They can seduce you into a trance. Sweet puppet, they will make you weak. They will make you cry. They'll make you do; they'll make you feel anything, anything, as they please. Whatever they want… Continue reading The Nightmare of R E A L I T Y
You probably don't understand me. You probably never will. I can tell you that my brain is scattered and to the brim it is filled with madness. My mind is never the same. I'm constantly changing. Forever. I can tell you that I'm a writer. I'm a poet. I know it. I can tell you… Continue reading It Takes Stepping Stones (to get to me)
Come here. Take my hand. Let's dance for awhile. Hold me tight with all your might and maybe... I'll stand closer. Hold me tighter... like our life depends on it, like the air in our lungs depends on it. Wrap your fingers around mine. I don't care how tired I am anymore. Take my hand. Let's… Continue reading May I Have This Dance, My Demon?
I've been swamped lately. I am so tired. I began homeschooling my child 2 weeks ago and that has been an adventure in itself. Things are going well but it's the newness of it that has me (and him) a little stressed and a lot tired. 2020 has thrown us for a loop and I… Continue reading Life as a busy bee
Unraveling my soul 