"Sometimes it really is darkest befoe the dawn--emotionally speaking."
We'd arrived two hours before. My wife was having a great time, mostly dancing with men from her division. I, on the other hand, was not having a great time. I had not had so much as a single dance...
Ashes gritty grayThe kindest heart batteredAssailed by sneers Adorned in tatters Dreaming improbablyDays end to endInvitation omittedWhen enchantment descends She enters the ballroomIn her splendor aglowHeads turn to see herA sight to behold Bewitched and bewitchingAs they take the floorYet...
My heart jumps When I think of you It does that Every time I do And I can only Think of you So my heart jumps All day long I warm up When I think of you I do that ...
Master, you had me on my tiptoes, So close to heaven, that I could reach out and touch it. Then you took it. Snatched it from me. Showed me how horrible you can be. You understood me, said you loved...
I feel that happiness is perhaps not meant for meContented, stable, smiling, satisfied, maybe thoseIts meaning lost, I search but still can not seeLost in my reverie, to decide and define or to loseHappiness, sold to us, bought both lock...
"From MM to SF"
You must put that photograph away! What you had was once lovely, but Tomorrow is always another day. These feelings you have for her are ugly. Time heals wounds they say, Memories are what one has had. These feelings on...
"Who suffers most from betrayal: the betrayed or the betrayers?"
CHAPTER TWELVE 2001 I had a mission now: to talk to my daughter. The woman had said she wouldn’t stop me from seeing her, but would she not? Or, allowing me to see her, would she make it problematical in...
Is this what limbo feels like? I’ve often wondered, The indecision of my mind, Joining the pain in my heart. I’m his whore, his mistress, The bitch who would ruin a union, Never thought I would be that, Shame is...
"She's always there"
Who was that just now?She jumped inside my headWhispering little liesDragging me out of bedDid you see her?Did you hear her?What was it that she said?If you choose to listenShe’ll forever spin her web. Does she look familiar?Have you seen...
oh Polaris, supposed guide of all those who wander in the night. how many years have I blindly followed you? no longer I believe the tales of sailors finding safe havens through your light. missing rocky shoals blessed by your providence. I am lost in...
