

UntitledThey dream of better times as they huddle in the darkness Cramped in their cell they search for a weakness in their cage In the past they had reigned supremeUntitled
Creating havoc with his hurt and rage
Now locked away, they can only hope that fortune will smile their way That he will give in to impatience and become irate Because it is way down deep That the demons lie in wait.


Who I AmI need my pain, it makes me who I amWho I Am
My pain sharpens my focus and clarifies my perspective To deny my pain would be to deny myself
I will not seek to dull my pain or lessen its impact upon my life It has built my character and fortified my resolve
To dilute my pain would be to weaken my very foundation.
I would not trade my pain for any blissful ignorance Before my pain, I was a stranger to myself with no sense of what I was With its bright light, I have peered into darkness and realized that I am not an empty shell
I am marred because of my pain
M


Perpetually In The MiddleOne more chapter in another persons book A few lines to sum up what I mean to them and its off to the next page Footnotes provide short testimonials to real emotions that otherwise get lost between the lines. But for the most part our time together is reduced to a concise series of events.Perpetually In The Middle
Sometimes there is a whole chapter devoted to me Other times, barely a paragraph between husbands Searching for my name may yield multiple pages Or just that one sentence mentioned after the ex and before her current interest
Occasionally I am the one that got away Usually conne


A Heart Less WholeA part here and part there leaves a heart less whole. How long before it becomes fractured beyond repair? I just won't let myself be You don't understand who I was supposed to be So much more. So much more.A Heart Less Whole
Someday I will fly Far away and above the chaos Where hate and anger have no form There I will be free to be who I am Until then, I will give all of myself to those who need me.
I save nothing for the return


.My Special Room.Today I went to my special room.My Special Room.
where all my secrets are hidden away;
safe from the prying eyes of those
who walk safely in the day.
I felt around with my hands and feet
in the dark and sandy soil
only to find there were prison walls;
the rewards of all my toils.
I built the room in secret
and I locked my fears inside,
then I crawled in blindly with them
thinking I could finally hide.
But hide from what, I wonder now,
for I've taken all my guilt
and stored them in where I tried to hide
in this little room I've built. &
Inseparation
by =eNola-Rayne
by *water-fairy
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Fuck you
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Katie Franke
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ninja
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:I am forever torn between what could be and what is:
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Hesitance has weathered thin
In a silence to generous for me
Osmosis is moving in
The distant sound of chimes in the wind
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Peace!
Rev. B.
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"Love is all you need.", I said.
"Stop thinking, stop living, stop loving.", they said.
And so I stopped.
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