Sometimes I sing to a mirror and question myself
Can I really join the game
If I ever do I promise I'll remember ya
Crying to myself a lot til I'm knocked out
so much pain it...
"Billions of ice crystals floated on an air thick of fog, and created a kaleidoscope naked to the human eye. Gentle breezes or the natural current of nature would stir them...
Sandra Brown is my favorite
Farewell Mahlon Chapter 4:
“If it's a boy we can name it after you.” Deirdre said caressing her non existent baby bump.
She was all of three weeks pregnant...
Farewell Mahlon Chapter 3:
“Why does your room have two beds in it? You got a roommate or something?” Deirdre took two steps into my bedroom before stopping to look...
Farewell Mahlon Chapter 2:Mahlon had long beautiful dark hair. Since she insisted that it always be kept up in ponytails and plaits I had forgotten just how gorgeous and long it...
Farewell Mahlon Chapter 1:The five or six glasses of ouzo I had downed the night before to drown the anger that had had me wanting to strangle my own child were punishing my head...
Currently going through a Murder, She Wrote phase. I go through them every couple of months or so. The Chronicles of Aunt Jessica! Mrs. Fletcher is a feminist icon. I'm not kidding...
The dark tower graphic novels are so legendary. The art is an eyegasm.
“True love, like any other strong and addicting drug, is boring — once the tale of encounter and discovery is told, kisses quickly grow stale and caresses tiresome… except...
Right now, I am writing an inspirational story about my life. I will share it more in a few days.
Okay so tell me if you think anything strange about this story.
I was always a good scientist but recently I had been having problems with it. It appears I was getting...
...and yet I could not stop my heart from breaking, so I let it fall to the floor in pieces where anyone could walk on it...
There is a list of thoughts
Related to nothing
Hidden from me by myself
You are in them all.
I wrote a story, actually true, about some dating-related events that occurred when I was young.
Who I met, what happened and why.
I write pretty well and the is true. Which is...
I published a book on Amazon. It's called Talking to the Dead by Amaris Marx. Please check it out.
...the Scars I bare.
Didn't bring me relief
Didn't calm my soul
Didn't really help at all
That's the only thing I could swear
But...the scars are still there
I have begun to fall
Too far away
I am too far
I try to turn back
I try to run
The way I came
Only to find
That the exit is gone
I cannot escape
I am retained...
Even as you fall asleep
Don't let them lie to you.
"You can be as pretty as a princess only if you try to" no you are as beautiful as queen ,so don't let them lie to you.
The wind rattles the windows and howls through the crack in the doors, as if it were trying to rip them off their hinges. I step outside into the frigid afternoon air and and take...
tis ok.. I get it now..
all of it.. I think..
Two loving hearts joined together and no matter how far they are, they always remain connected because love is there wherever you are.
Snow and Ice
Is really nice!
I've been searching for the missing piece inside of me for so long. I didn't notice that I was losing other pieces of me along the way.
“I’m a man of the world, and all that means is I understand what powers the world. The fuel mix is one part high-octane to nine parts pure bullshit.” -The Dead Zone
Beating heart within my chest.
How much longer can you exist?
With only blood to keep you alive.
How much longer until you die?
With lack of love
"Tear Stained Face"
You don't wipe away your tear stained face
Your frozen in place
Lost in a daze
You wonder why
You lost your grace
You continue to pace
White blanket spreads; crystal scenery surrounds; chill air absorbing breath; frozen cares motionless; peace abounds.
My attempt at making this cold January morning more...
I won't be your morning.
I won't be your evening.
I won't even be your night.
But, God..how badly I want to be there with you.