Way to much time in my own head.... |
I always saw my self as a strong independent women. But wonder how I could be so weak and incapable in so many areas. I know what I want in my life but I'm not sure of h...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 04:32:00 GMT |
Dead Reckoning |
I just wanted to say how proud I am of the cast of Dead Reckoning! I had the privealge to watch this team in action the last two nights at their premier held at The Mounds Theatre in St. Pa...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 18:35:00 GMT |
Who is the man on the moon |
Every night I look to the vastness of the sky. I see the stars in all there bright glory, and make my wish of course. But, it just it wasn't just the stars I saw. You see I always st...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 16:58:00 GMT |
Decide on everything.... |
So your catching me on brainfull of stuff thats sitting in my head for days, months, years and years. So I am just gonna get it all out. maybe you can relate, maybe not. maybe you th...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 16:41:00 GMT |
Stairwell |
Stairwell
Written by Rebecca Mathis
As I look down the hallway I see the stairwell. Its dark and you can not see anything. All except the light that seeps slowly through at the bott...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 16:15:00 GMT |
The eyes of life. |
That house is eary, calling out my name. I don't want to enter it, and feel the sudden push upon my back. Further towards the door I go, all the while screaming no. Memories of ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 05:36:00 GMT |
Dreams |
Waking every morning with tears among my eyes. Scared of what each day brings, scared of wondering why.
While the oarnge cascade set overhead I lay alone in my bed. I awake with fresh memo...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 05:27:00 GMT |
Wordmakers |
Writing, it masters the arts of feeling, or does it? Does it pack it away, or does it release you. Those feeling you lock in your heart. So I think I have found proof for the masqura...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 05:18:00 GMT |
Countless |
When one has come,
when two have seen.
When three are numb,
when four stay clean.
When five arrive,
when six leave.
When seven strive,
when eight grieve.
When nine try,
when ten die.
Posted by on Sat, 04 Oct 2008 05:14:00 GMT |
It only gets worse..... |
A few days ago I hear the dreaded panic cry. I knew before I got to the bedroom what was happening. There hanging from his bed was one of my sons. He had learned the art of climbing ...
Posted by on Thu, 15 May 2008 22:57:00 GMT |
