"I knew I'd find you here. Taylor, you've got to learn to let go. It doesn't matter how many times you visit, she's not coming back.""Don't you know I know that, Kaley! God, you don't have to keep reminding me!" Taylor answered in an angered voice."Taylor, I am only trying to help.""Kaley, the only way you can help me is by digging her up, putting me in the casket with her, and burying me alive with her until I join her t...

Today's news ...... Hands in pockets Head down Moves through crowded halls  Hey did you hear what happened His dress of like those around him Blends in but is ignored  Yeah wonder why he did that  Side glances of nose up Turn their back Crude smart cracks  By the way who was he  Inside aches to belong Knowing he never will be a part of  You know what's his name  Lonely left out not of the grid A misfit non feeling nothing...

The rose (love story) She was only 21-when her fiancés life Was taken with a gun. They had three years together And life was getting so much better. They had plans for a wedding in June But it ended much too soon. He had given her a long stem rose Then he fell to one knee, and did propose. She took the rose and with loving tender care With her diary she would share. She took the rose and cut the stem And she knew his love...

A house on rocky shores it was, A broken-hearted place; Stone walls etched with memories, That time cannot erase. Where once there was a glowing hearth Of warmth and billowing smoke, Now all that's left are cold and dust, No one its fires to stoke. As wind blows through its rafters On quiet nights like these, You'll hear its timbers’ sad lament Carried across darkened seas.

These stories are meant to be read serially. I went around doing my mundane tasks for months, doing little actions, at times wondering if I were doing any good. I did ascertain there were other agents besides Jennifer and myself, who were not trained to the extent we were, but not enough to keep me from my everyday simple tasks. But then, Simon told me I had access to the records of what we were trying to avert and if my...

These Agent stories are meant to be read seriallyAlthough Simon had stopped by occasionally over the next couple of months to see me I hadn't received any information as to when I would be re-installed in my new body.But, I wasn't just vegetating. I was learning. I learned subjects I hadn't realized existed and many I did know about but had never studied. One of the most important ones was history, not just the one I thou...

the homeland enters the main veinher incomparable scent penetrates each body cellone stunning aroma after anotherthirsting for her, beyond any measurein hunger pangscaptive in intense longingetched in permanence into memorymy childhood in many of her spacescarefree years of my youththe magic of my early adulthoodunrivaled,in the flesh and the blood,distant memories,reappearing as experiencesone corner of the homelanddisti...

This poem was written several years ago now, when I was in a deeper, dark place and I think expressed much of my feelings at the time about loneliness, my disability and how people looked upon me.Sometimes I wonder, why I look how I do?Why God created me, so I could suffer what I go through?The pain, the suffering, the feeling of being hated,By all you people just for being created.I look in the mirror, and don't see my r...

“Let’s play!” she says to me, tugging at my hand. I shake my head, planting my feet firmly and yanking my arm free from her slim fingers. Alice frowns at me, before shrugging and running towards the large playground. Alice always asks me to play with her, but I never go; instead, I go sit next to the large brick wall with my book. I don’t read though, just pretend to. Instead, I watch the other kids start up a game of pir...

It’s coming from each sideI can feel it surround meChoking, suffocating I can’t see it, yet still it’s there A thousand tiny hands Holding, pressing Pinning me where I stand I can’t understand it Confusing, condemning Where reality and fantasy touch The blurry border I walk Twisting, turning Never-ending agony Burning my thoughts and dreams Searing, scarring The guilt is overwhelming Staining my world red Blurring, shapin...

As I get older, the more I appreciate life.Take the little Chickadee I found today.Once, living life with not too much strife.On its back, still, lifeless, black and grey.It had flown into a window ending verve.Spirit leaving his body in a millisecond. At the end, not sufficient time to swerve.To the universe its spirit beckoned.Picking its frozen body from the ground.This could be me, or a family member.Maybe a friend, d...

Look at meLet me gaze at youEyes wide and openLetting me into your soulMy heart swellsAt the sight you give meHands bound tightMouth taped closedI circle around youStrapped to the chairI drink in the fearThat is so clear in youThe tears blurring your visionCannot be containedLet them flowLet me see themLet me see moreI lift up your chin And plant a soft kiss On the silver blocking the flesh “Just a bit more,” I tell you A...

This is the last will and testament of Celia Farrow. May God have mercy upon my soul. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to die. Mum. Julia Emily Farrow. My mother. I love you. I'm sorry I left you. I'm sorry I won't be there to watch Eastenders with you and hold on to you during the sad moments. I'm sorry you won't have a shopping partner any more to tell you when your earrings don't match. You're always so forgetful. I love you....

The journey of life, we all must take.Paths to choose, decisions to make. Some reside on earth a very long time.Some only a short period spent sublime. Struggles many have, as they travel along.Happy at times, whistling or singing a song. Sad at times, not knowing what will come.Each step taken, to the beat of their drum. Needing to see what's around the next bend.Maybe bumping into an old or a new friend. No matter what...

The teacher gave a frightened look as she stared at my coloring book. But I knew I did the best I could. I tried to pass my spelling test but I was slower than the rest. Yet I knew I did the best I could.In gym I could not climb the rope. The coach said that there was no hope. Still I knew I did the best I could. I got my high school degree. It took ten tutors helping me. But I knew I did the best I could. Some self-doubt...