I wanted to be left feeling invisible because to remember would be unfeeling; compassionately socializing with the enemy shouldn’t deliberately weigh on my feelings. Why would my sanity truly depend on your survival; that can’t be. Why can’t the feelings of being down have its window shut; spilling to the ground. The explanation of when…

If I could just get a glimpse to retain my self’s induced preservation; if only the brightness shone through, up and around my darkness, just to refresh in my conscience that hope shall be there; I’d rest helping, screaming. I can’t open up wide enough to hopefully express how my inward feels. It stopped being…

I question I wonder Silly we are that we don’t see the real beauty and gifts that are around us. Always looking for other things that really don’t matter but we think they do And why must people yell and rush through everything and spoil precious moments that can not be recaptured What is wrong…

Why are so many people needing to be UNEXCEPTABLE. Why do they reach out to me in such a forceful manner. Do I appear to relinquish my RIGHTS as an achiever in any given effort. Read me my MEMORIES and the answer will reach out and touch someone; any one. The remedies that reside within…

Gently she watched as was laid another child’s soul, this scene replayed over in her nation’s mind. Her heavenly duty was to love all the kids that came from above to cuddle them in her arms to keep them safe from harms. On earth, her mothering, her job, which she tried to do with TLC;(Terribly…

The extremities pass & we coax the truth into repeating the lesson left on a vacant shore. Outside has become the new inside, as the handhelds take the mind away. What has me here so still, the one word to hold so long? Not on a road of sentences will it will me a greater…

the transgressions though minor are multiplying and are stacked in the closet out of sight they form an obelisk of pure desire to be chipped away slowly until they form something beautiful and permanently rewarding to the eye and the faint of heart

the caterpillar crossed the great road it took days seeming only a blip on a journey without purpose the caterpillar & the cars were oblivious of each other only the warmth mattered the ease of movement fulfilled what passed in this world as intent

The evanescent clouds glide by as dusk opens the vast starry heavens to exposure, a rubric to a forever manuscript dancing to an unheard melody. The ticking of time is but an artifice man created. No one alive will see it cease as transmogrifying transition envelopes the seer. The birds fall slowly hypnotized by the…