The Line Between Love and Hate: Lost on the Road to Love

Life isn’t a straight path. If it was, we’d all live in a fucking fairytale. *** For as long as I can remember I have felt like I was not good enough.  I don’t recall a single instance when I have faced a mirror without feeling lost. This story is not about finding the love […]

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Still We Love To Have A Dream

Originally posted on Dipwords:
Dreams! Always hurt. When delights break, and we expect more; Or when the bizarre of it is awfully sore. Still we love to have a dream. Recalling only the shadows of those dreams, Or many times a book of mystery all it seems. At times, we wake up to realize Sorrowful…

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Wonder

I couldn’t breathe,
I remembered what you said
about the dirt,
no gloves.
Instead of taking a pill,
I sat there
for two hours.
injected each seed
into the earth
where it belonged.

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Genius

Originally posted on DoubleU = W:
What is genius? Who made up that definition? Why does anyone care? Having you look down your nose at me doesn’t make you appear any smarter and certainly not like a genius. It only means you like yourself and think highly of yourself. That doesn’t equal genius. It equals being…

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Compromised Field

Beige. That’s the color I’m seeing. You are not anxious. You are full on terrorized. You have no middle ground— If you speak and don’t get it exactly right the blowback will be fast, and from every angle. Decide where you want to belong. Forge your path there. People terrify me. And I’m not saying […]

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Very Me

Very Me. she says it all for me. Clear Concise Concrete

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Painfully Yours

Thank you! I really appreciate reading I’m tasting metal. The saline is worse than upside down stomach —I would rather taste bile. You made me feel like I have nothing to be anxious about. Rare safety these days. Love you! I know comments are not necessary. I think it’s a two-parter. Painfully yours, Shareen P.S. […]

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Whenever, Wherever Blue October’s Calling You

The day I met you, I was battered, down and out of the game. I had decided to kill it, murder that part of me that had hope. Any part of me that had wanted a Happy Ending, a fairytale, wife, mother and true love. I had been married before. I had been abused and […]

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