Suffocating

Every day offers a chance To step away from the past Embrace a new self There is a warrior waiting To reveal the path Soldier of fortune Did I shine my light on your fear? I was trying to show you the way Confusing knowledge with madness Compassionate care Drag it into the woods and…… Continue reading Suffocating

Storm

I am strong, but I am tired It’s not a matter of gratitude I have enough Wanting only distractibility Lucky are the disengaged The buyers, the consumers, the healthy The weightless Shopping for the best deal Tragedy came and stole my party Starving myself to shed the weight Living proof Bones are tenacious You are…… Continue reading Storm

Proceed with Caution

One of the great challenges for those who have survived abusive and neglectful parents is that there is often a part of us that is still waiting for them to love us, even if there is very little chance of that happening. Locked in an archaic mindset, we continue to go back for more, looking…… Continue reading Proceed with Caution

Where is My Blue Sky

Softly buried under cement Thanks for all the great memories Thought processes spider off in crazy directions Mimicking disease Facial abscesses Missing teeth Signs of stroke for brief episodes Temperamentally unsuited and emotionally unsound A serious condition always requires a serious response Wouldn’t it be great to be able to reboot ourselves Without technical difficulties…… Continue reading Where is My Blue Sky

Before she Leaves

Mom. I’m here. What are you doing? Trying to get up. Why? Because I’m going home. Not today mom. You have to stay here. Tell me what you did today? We visited the neighbors. And that Spanish man. Did he tell you about dinner? He is having dinner with dad. We have to get home…… Continue reading Before she Leaves

My Loves. Where Have you Gone?

Little pig, little pig, let me in. My house is built from straw The foundation is flawed I constructed a moat For added protection I hope With no trouble at all A simple swipe of your claw I’m helpless prey And scramble to get away But trickery as usual Left a sinkhole about Then I…… Continue reading My Loves. Where Have you Gone?