Tears of hope roll down my dry cheeks
Like a black avalanche being called by the sound to follow, color appears beyond the ebbing tide of birds. It's beautiful. It's dangerous. It is a fate unfolding from the heavens bore from the depths of your new hell.
Starting this unreal new year of 2018 I was blessed, humbled and honored to be nominated for the LIEBSTER AWARD by Angela McClintock who has a blog I found very heartfelt and welcoming to people looking for a warm place to feel at home while they read. WATER FOR CAMELS Take the time and go check her… Continue reading LIEBSTER AWARD!
I do wish peace to those with struggles, whether they are visibly obvious or hidden deep within their selves.
Grabbing your favorite large mug that fits perfect in your hand with just the right amount of morning glory, a smile forms at the corners of your mouth with anticipation for the favorite moment of the day.....and then you see it.....
There is no face or sound to go with this predator after its prey, only the oppressing feeling of dire and the need to be free from its touch-less grip.
Surviving eternal consequences has no end
Alone you stand on the step
Longing to be taken as you fight to stay alive