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Sea of Anxiety: I Just Keep Swimming

Living with anxiety In my dream, the truck is always out of control. The brakes are either rock hard and no amount of my weight applied to the pedal will move it, or the pedal presses to the floor and … Continue reading

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Self made prison

Self made prison –  (poem) Cement, brick. Cement, brick. I build the walls thick. My solitude, My fortress, Brick by brick. I dig the mote, Fill the walls with ammo, And surround it in land mines. Too many times I’ve … Continue reading

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Leap

Stand on the ledge, Inhale deep, Take the leap. Free fall through eternity. This is what hell must be. Trapped in your gravity. I have lost all of me. Caught up in the fantasy. Let death become me. Open my … Continue reading

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When did I arrive?

I’m not waiting for luggage, I’ve lugged that on my back since birth – adding a new case with every transgression placed on me. At the same time, I’m not going anywhere; even my future knows I’m not coming. I’m … Continue reading

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Let me be..

The one who resides in your deepest desires The mental image that lights your fire The thought that makes you smile The girl who’d walk a thousand miles The one who makes you feel alive The music that makes you … Continue reading

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Blogtember Day 10: Love, or Something like it.

Dear You, We’re suppose to be in love, somewhere that seems to have gone astray. Love only peeks its head in between the loathing and resentment. I admit that I didn’t believe it would turn this way but then again … Continue reading

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Writers Are Minions To Words

MHO Monday Mingle #11 on Bloglovin Wikipedia defines Minions as a follower devoted to serve his/her master. You’re probably wondering what that has to do with anything? Well, apparently it has to do with a lot. If you follow my … Continue reading

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