A Bag of Bones

Her pain is so raw as she tries to hold on to the life she controlled with such precision. For what is left when there is nothing left that she feels can be manipulated? She lashes out and makes rude comments. She tries to push me away as she wishes to show me the pain […]

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I Remember…An Odyssey ~ Alone

This post is a part of a series of writings during a time of deep healing and transformation.  The following are links to the other writings in the series in chronological order:  Introduction & Haiku, The Funny Thing About Truth, The Journey To…, He Said I Have Anger, The Long Sleepless Night, Broken Arrow, Safe, […]

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The Lifting

I open my eyes and find myself at the bottom of a well Surrounded by darkness Cold and damp Alone and bare Time to contemplate the fall of the world I built from my heart Tears fall from a face carved of stone A heart that is broken A body in pain I wonder how […]

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