tear down the tyrant |
sometimes i feel as if i'm battling for my very soul. i've lost touch with my true self. i bury and sedate what lies beneath. every so often there is a flicker of my former self. and immediately she i...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 19:09:00 GMT |
memory |
The bottom is ready to fall out of the sky. Looking at it reminded me of something my Daddy used to tell me when I was a little girl. I was deathly afraid of thunder storms. So to quell my fears he to...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jul 2008 14:05:00 GMT |
remember me? |
It stuns me when I reflect on how & who I used to be & come to the realization of how much I have changed. I’m much calmer than I used to be. But not the good feeling calm. It’s al...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 12:43:00 GMT |
I am home |
It still smells of bacon & coffee. "Thank you for breakfast & have a good day!" note on the fridge. It is warm but the floors are cold. Breakfast dishes in the sink. Dirtied apron hanging on t...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 15:18:00 GMT |
I wonder... |
If my mind could manifest itself as a physical place, what would it be like? What would grow there? What would the weather be like? Could anything live there? Would I want to dwell there? Would anyone...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 14:02:00 GMT |
a better drug than heroine... |
I have this nasty habit of delving deep into things that most people don't spend their every waking moment dwelling upon. I find the most simple things intriguing. They only appear simple on the surfa...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 14:51:00 GMT |
