my mind is a hollow mess of a thousand echoes bouncing off the walls of my heart they whisper to me in loud voices preying on labile feelings and desires my gaze rests upon glitters and sparkles with eyes like lust, I stare coveting the things I cannot have and the days long gone this… Continue reading heartstrings
In a voice dripping with so much empathy it was disgusting, they doled out rehearsed lines, a million times retold. "We are truly sorry madam, we did our best to save her". Those were not the words i was expecting to hear, this was not a possible scenario. I was supposed to become her mother… Continue reading Black Roses
I see oil Trickling down Like droplets of rain In a storm a-rising I see Him- Potter Molding the clay to His will Drawing the hearts of fathers to himself Finding the lost and healing the broken I see fire Spreading relentlessly Through the hearts of men Like dry leaves in harmattan I see the… Continue reading The Rising
Writing this story has been a great learning experience for me and I wish that it didn't have to end so soon. Enjoy! Free as a bird, To do as I please, To soar like the eagle, To overcome obstacles, To be rid of the chains that hold me captive, I long for freedom. I… Continue reading Broken…the finale.