Judgement Stories

As I walked into the room it felt as if everyone there turned to watch me. My wife walked alongside me for support, but in her heart, she knew she could not help me. I alone was responsible for the path I had chosen last week, and now it was time to hear the result of my actions. I stood on the plinth, with my back to the hushed gathering, and awaited my fate.  Peering up at me the administrator slowly delivered her verdi...

Lost and alone, abandoned to my fate,I wander in the barren wildernessDespised and forsaken, longing for death.The cold and bitter ashes of remorseFill my mouth with gall, and blister my tongue,And utter self-loathing darkens my mind.Broken on the wheel of my arrogance,I bend my head to this desolation.No act of abject mortificationCan cleanse my soul of my iniquities,And condemned to eternal suffering,I must live the res...

Love comes in many forms, more than meet the eye;Some are quite accepted, while others vilified;But who are we to judge, what we do not know?The feelings of the heart are beyond what we control;I empathize with any, who must live with the plight;To love who they wish, which is their given right;We must be more accepting and end all forms of hate;Even if with baby steps, begin today, don't wait;Open up your heart and mind;...

If I'd known then what I know now, I'd never have stood beside and taken the vow; But hindsight is 20/20 and love is blind, the caring facade veiled secrets, well confined;  You keenly pursued me, and turned on the charm, a well executed plan, meant to disarm; The sweet talk and flowers had the desired effect, they silenced my doubts and put them in check;  It wasn't too long till I was wearing your ring, as I planned our...

She was plain as paper. There was something very nondescript about her. The darkish, straight brows, the blue eyes that were just that - blue. Not a special blue, or a sparkling blue. They were neither light blue nor dark. Just blue. The oval face that was slightly long, the pursed lips and the small chin. All of these features were plain, yet when you added them together, it made for a pleasant looking face. She was neit...

On nights like these,alone with only my thoughts,my past returnsI can barely keep the voices at bay,they will not be silenced,nor will they tolerate being ignored A dozen voices whispering in the night,in an unending unison of judgement,"you cannot be loved"So many chances,and an equal number of failures,the result always seems the sameEither by careless inaction,mistakes that cannot be undone,or wrong decisions made from...