I sent Amanda an email trying to explain what Alex's abuse meant. You once told me, that you and I had different ideas of what abuse meant. But I don't have an idea of what it is. I have a definition. I have a reflection. Scars, and constant tears, and begging strangers paid to listen … Continue reading Absolute Fear
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Facebook Short Poetry Series #4
24 not long or so I'm told, it's lonely, cold, eventually bad days, worse days, of being tired, worn, frayed, is it this? can we, anyone, can we live, I'm the game, lives lost without saving, glitter fades away souls in corners wet eyes, dry cheeks, it reeks, the pain, as it fills lungs, chests, … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #4
#6: Dear Chuck
Dear Chuck, I'm sorry that I haven't been around much in the last few months. I know it's hard to keep in contact with our lives being so crazy, but I could have been a better sister. It's funny; when we were younger I wanted nothing to do with you. You were my annoying little … Continue reading #6: Dear Chuck