Or has my spirit shifted to a place in-between?//Where half-lives leave fractal memories.
It’s time the castle crumbles. Shout ‘Hallelujah!’ into the night As the tired façade tumbles Letting in the dawn’s early light...
Temperaments are a fickle thing. Over time, they inevitably change. I used to be a wild child, Overly-emotional and easily riled. As I've aged, I've come to see My emotions are the best part of me. I've allowed myself to continue to feel While others closed off when it got too real. I used all… Continue reading The Scars on Your Heart
'If you sit on a voodoo doll of yourself, would you ever be able to stand up?' This was the fourth random thought I’d had in about as many minutes. I couldn’t stand it any longer. Grumbling under my breath, I tossed the covers aside and slid out of bed. “Where you goin’?” my husband… Continue reading Napoleon Dreams