Loss Stories
The world had become an awful place kicking me in the gut, day after day more bad news was the daily routine Doctors and nurses had little to say Bitter and broken when it was done I thought sadness was my new way of life My status quo an empty exist...
Cricket the Early Years Part 6
Sarah gets her revenge on Marcia.The girls spent the afternoon at the movies and enjoyed the double feature. They returned to Marcia's house and waited for dinner while they watched TV. All thoughts and conversation about Sarah moved to the back of their minds. The girls found being toge...
Your Touch
A beautiful page of life closes, but the book is still open.I turn smiling, though the tracks of my tears still appear on my face, looking at the blonde-haired little girl, as she walks to me. She looks up at me and says softly, "Daddy, it's time. We must go." I look at her and nod. "Why do you cry?" The innocence...
Everything Is Rosie
For my loveEverything Is RosieI knew the day was coming.But still it seems unreal.No sense, no rhyme nor reason why.No justice. No appeal.I want to lash out. Hate the world.To deny, to disbelieve.To scream despair. To cry and curse.But, no. I will not grieve.I'll th...
Life will really kill you sometimes. You think you have it all lined up in your nice little plan, then the kind faced doctor looks at you and whispers his harsh truth in a voice of pained empathy. Everyone says you handle it well, and that it will get bet...
I knew what I was walking into. It wasn't the first time I had walked home to find the apartment empty and the snooping old broad next door trying to find something now to complain about. She had told my mom of a fight I had gotten into just outside the g...
Someone wants to caress You know who Someone wants to guide You know whoSomeone wants to comfort You know who You have always known Who I amYou have always seenWho I amYou have always feltWho I am Our dance may be dancedIf you want meOur song may be sungI...
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School dragged along at a snails pace all day. My first period, and English two class, felt like it would never end. It was hard enough trying to stay awake with the few hours of sleep I got every night. And the teacher's droning voice did little to ease...
Bullying a Bully
Can we let go of the past? Can we go on to the future?Okay. So let's just say that you were having a crappy day and at school it only seems to get worse. Would you respond violently? Scratch that. Let's pick a target. Okay, so we have a bully - we'll just call him Bundy L. Levy for fun - and a bully always s...
Bittersweet Memories
My memories of you are forever.I look at you sitting in the bay window, overlooking the setting sun, as twilight slowly approaches the Pacific Ocean. My heart feels warm and my soul is full of love. You sit there with your knees up, arms wrapping around them with your head resting ther...
Memories pour into my head. How do I make sense of emotions I've never known? Only a radio tells me the way to go. The static buzz rings in my ears as I hear the voice of reason. Cry out in pain. Sing away the ache. What could I do but believe that my pai...
No
This was painful. But if it helps someone, then it is well worth the pain.No. I can no longer and will no longer subjectmyself to the disrespectof being your consummate whore,your lover,your cover,your bitch who meets you on the other side of town. No, I can no longer and will no longer be downwith your abuses,your excuses, you...