My head is heavy My eyes are swollen My body aches Everything hurts And yet I feel nothing I’ve become numb to the world The sun breaks through my window and I hide further under my covers I want to hide from the world, from myself I hear voices beckoning me to return The painContinue reading “Lost”
Darkness entices you with its tongue It’s words whisper demonic words It tries to cloud your mind It covers you in its dark cloud You try to push it away You try to fight back Scream, cry, kick But it keeps coming back It wants more You know you shouldn’t feel this way This lonelinessContinue reading “Dark”
She enters cautiously. Her eyes wide in a deer-like wonder. Her hands are clammy. Her heart is racing. She tries to ignore the hundreds of eyes staring at her, possibly judging. She feels the weight of the mic in her hand. The music starts out softly. She let’s it soothe her nerves. She opens herContinue reading “Her Second Home”
The heart yearns for understanding, love, peace The eyes yearn for beauty, mystery, happiness The nose yearns for sweetness, spices, memories The taste yearns for home, comfort, joy The touch yearns for warmth, gratitude, electricity.
She sat down with a sigh of content. Leaves falling to the ground. The smell of cinnamon and coffee mingling. She looked around. People from all walks of life scattered around close to each other. Sharing their warmth and stories. A table across from her held a older man and three young children. A singleContinue reading “Coffee Shop Love Story Part III”
The girl in her story peeked back. It wasn’t a full look back but her character couldn’t resist the temptation of sneaking a glance. Typical, she knows. And she, the writer couldn’t help herself either. She looked up. She wouldn’t deny her appeal to him because it was there. He was attractive and if sheContinue reading “Coffee Shop Love Story Part II”
She sat in a coffee shop with a journal opened to a blank page. A blue pen sits by her right side while a steamy green mint tea stands by her left hand. She faces the window watching the people walk along the cobble stone path. She breathes in the smell of fresh coffee andContinue reading “Coffee Shop Love Story Part I”