|Mother, wife, gamer. IG: Drakon805 Anxiety/social anxiety/depression/chronic pain/migraine sufferer|
He lies beneath the stars in the large open field. Three is no one around for miles and the only living things are the few animals out roaming around the field. The insects, the creepy crawlies and flying annoyances, make their presence known as well. He is too lost in thought to even notice what is going on around him. He is too deep in the memories of his past, the thoughts of his former lover playing like a movie in his head. It has been many years since their last touch, their last kiss, their last words to each other. He can still remember the feel of her skin, every little imperfection, the smell of her hair. He can still trace every curve of her body. He still sees ...
Beautifully unique by design.
Created to grow and morph.
To crawl, walk and fly.
Changes are often and sudden.
Adapting, accepting, living life.
Spreading wings, taking flight.
Butterflies are similar to us. The constant changing and growing. Adapting and accepting what is new or different in our lives. Learning to live in new ways. Sometimes we find ourselves so tightly wound in our cocoon and we just need to break free. Free ourselves from our every day lives, just take some time out for ourselves to remember our worth. Spread our wings and explore things we never dreamed of. Take an adventure, even if you never leave your city, county, state or country. Adve...
Born a state line away.
Growing up hours away from each other.
Moving to the same state at a young age.
Attending the same high school as teens.
Meeting at a dance.
Dating, marriage and children.
Growing old together.
She too her last breath first.
He took his last breath a few years later.
Together once again.
The short story of my grandparents lives.
The wind was howling as she ran through the field. Screaming his name. But he never looked. He kept on walking away as she slowed to a stop. Dropping to her knees and sobbing into her hands. It was then she realized the true consequences of her mistake. She knew he would never forgive her and this was going to be a part of his past he wouldn't be revisiting in his future. She was now alone, sobbing in the open field. She slowly gets up and walks back to the house. She doesn't bother to turn around, all hope of him returning walked out the door with him.
Today, remember, you are greater than the lack of sleep.
You are greater than the 6:30 am text from your oldest, adult daughter, asking what your best friend does to lose weight.
You are greater than the fact that you explained it to her in detail and her reply was "Oh".
You are greater than the 7 am "I just wanted to talk" phone call from a friend.
It is 8 am and today is still new.
Go make your tea, sit and reflect.
Remember, be great, do great, become great!
The rain knocks on the window.
The wind pounds on the door.
The cat under my blankets.
I sit alone staring outside.
Thoughts of you hold me hostage.
Your memories torment me.
Your touch haunts my dreams.
My pain is because of you.
The tears are falling.
My heart keeps breaking.
If I could touch you once more.
If I could hear a snippet of your voice.
If I could tell you I love you.
I'm cold, alone and missing you....
My country is freedom in chains.
Poisoned food to rot our brains.
We have an orange for a president.
The only place I wish to be a resident.
ALL ABOUT ME
My name is Sassie. I am 38 years old, I am from California, and here are a few of my favorite things:
Book The grass is always greener
over the septic tank
Sport Football (NFL)
TV Show Monty Pythons Flying Circus
Movie Monty Python Quest for the
Song/Album I'm seeing my father in me
Another restless night holds me hostage.
The moonlight is hidden in the darkness.
I am awake with you in my mind.
The thought of your touch.
The feel of your kiss.
An eternity to live without you.
A lifetime to never forget.
The night used to be my security.
I am no longer safe from your memory.
You broke me, you made me love you.
To hate you is to hate myself.
To love you is my solitary sentence.
The loneliness creeps in around me.
The night no longer my sanctuary.
I cannot hide from you.
You are forever etched into my soul.
Your name on my lips until my last breath.
She cries in the night
The silence is overwhelming
All of their memories haunting her
Yesterday she was in his arms
She believed everything he said
Tonight she fights the thoughts
Reality strikes harder at night
Offering no solace to a broken heart
New to this loneliness she feels
Grieving the loss every day
Your eyes have told me your story.
Your lies hide your small truths.
Your actions are barely whispers.
I see you for who you are.
I see who you long to be.
I see you as I have always seen you.
Your eyes on me, mine on you.
Your words rolling off of your tongue.
Your expression unchanging.
I see the truth you try to hide.
I see what you hide from others.
I see a reflection of who i wish I could be.
Every day seemed longer than the day before. Yet time was slipping away as she sat there, waiting to be in his arms again. It had been two years, one week and 4 days when he left to volunteer overseas. She only had to wait an hour longer. She sat there looking through photos of the two of them before he left. All of the little memories that she had of him were right there at the flick of a finger. She had dreamt of this day for so long. She had been feeling anxious and overly excited, she cannot wait to feel his embrace and to feel his lips on hers. She sits and waits unable to stay still watching for him, looking to see if he was walking up to where she is sitting. Her anxiety ...
The sky grew darker, the rain grew heavy, The winds blew upon the water growing ripples into waves. The high raised waves came down with a loud crash on the water below. Lightning and thunder flashed and rumbled overhead. There was unending darkness that quickly enveloped the harbor. The wind pushed and pulled in all directions carrying debris. A boat tied to the dock was repeatedly slammed hard against a pillar until it finally sank below the surface of the water. A second larger boat became separated from the dock, it rolled with the waves, taking on water until it too had been taken under. The bright light glowing from the lighthouse, giving off a haunting yellow hue, illuminates the wat...
Perched above a lovely scene.
Everything quiet and serene.
The murky water carries the clouds reflection.
The landscape offers beauty in every direction.
The sky so blue, far and wide.
a perfect view as I sit and hide.
Away from the city with noise all around.
To a quiet place, no machines make a sound.
I get full and quiet contemplation.
Nature distracts me from any complication.
This lake has its own charms with its natural smell.
It can drag you beneath its enchanting spell.
A perfect, relaxing and enjoyable day.
Watching the trees gently sway.
Tomorrow will bring the city noise.
For now, I sit and quietly rejoice.
I once heard a tale of a pen that held magic properties. This pen could only tell the truth. However, this pen is limited on time. It can only last for 24 hours in total. This pen has a very special feature, it spills ink onto paper revealing the writers true intentions. The pen would instantly reveal to it's owner any lies or deceptions the writer was hiding. One of its better features is that only the owner could see what the pen has truly written. Once the pen has run out of time it disappears, similar to losing your favorite pen and it's just gone forever. After the pen recharges it finds its way into the hands of its next temporary owner. The pen is very powerful it could cost you friend...
0 Woke up late
5 Got to catch the bus
3 Time speeds on
9 Catch the bus, get the mail, pay the rent
8 Walk to the store and walk back home
0 All of the errands done, time to rest.
I want to go home.
I feel like I want to go home.
I feel out of place.
Nothing feels right.
I am not home.
Home is not this house.
Home is not my family.
Home is not my friends.
Home is not in your arms.
Home is not this city.
Home is not this state.
Home is not this planet.
I am not home.
Your pain is mine, my pain is yours.
We both ache in different ways.
It doesn't lessen the hurt we feel.
Alone we ache, sometimes in silence and sometimes more verbal.
We seek each other to relieve this pain we are feeling.
In some ways we can heal each other but mostly we just cause more hurt.
10 things I would do for love:
1. I would be loyal to him and to myself. If I am not loyal to who I am then I would never be able to be loyal to anyone else.
2. I would be honest with him. I would be honest with myself. I don't want to wake up one day and realize it was all a lie.
3. I would compromise on things we want. I will never compromise on my beliefs or sell myself out for anyone, not even for a man I love.
4. I would work hard to make it last. As long as he puts in the work too and we work together no matter how difficult the situation may be.
5. I would be attentive to his needs without losing focus on mine. We both matter and so do our needs.
6. I would be more adventurous. N...
Walking alone in a broken world, lost amongst the ruins.
Seeking resolution in the rubble, blind to the obvious.
Lies and deceit echo at every turn, unable to trust the senses.
Treading through a corrupted mind, seeking beauty in the disaster.
No comfort to be found, the world continues to crumble.
The pieces fallen and shattered, gathered around tired and worn feet.
Feeling helpless and weary, searching the darkness for any hint of light.
The rain, the wind and this inevitable cold.
The wind through the trees strong and bold.
The water crashing into the ground.
The noisy silence all around.
Inside I sit, watching the sky.
Waiting for time to hurry by.
Looking down the wet, cold driveway.
Waiting for you at the end of the day.
Come home and warm me in your embrace.
Hold me tight and kiss my face.
Promise you will be by my side.
Promise forever this adventurous ride.
Alone on the cold city streets, no home, no food and no shoes on his feet.
He sat on the sidewalk with his worldly possessions, people pass by not looking in his direction.
People walking by never make eye contact, acting likes he has a disease they could contract.
Out of the crowd a child watches from a distance, feeling a sense of wonder and need to offer assistance.
The child walks slowly to the man huddled alone, offering him the lunch he brought from home.
The homeless are not always so bad, life dealt them the cards that they had.
They are still human without a choice, don't be afraid to be their voice.
It's not always money that they need, a friendly word and acknowledgement could do...
Every decision is risk in disguise.
Risk is a flower that blooms before our eyes.
A flower sprouting adventure to the bone.
Adventure running 100mph in a 55 zone.
55mph is a slowing point for us all.
Eventually slowing to a crawl.
Your hands on my waist.
Your nails digging into me.
Your lips touching my naked flesh.
Your strength pulls me closer.
Your body slipping between my thick thighs.
Your body pressing into mine.
Your teeth on my neck.
Your breath on my skin.
Your moans louder with each thrust.
Your body giving in to climax.
Your arms embracing me.
Your words soft and sweet.
Your kiss deep and passionate.
Your heartbeat so soothing.
Your heart is mine.
I feel loss with every gain.
Happiness brings me pain.
My heart for you is cold.
Your lies have gotten old.
I feel a break in my mind.
I wish I could leave you behind.
There is a hole inside of me.
I wish the past would let me be.
My memories are haunted by you.
If only my heart knew what to do.
I am only broken for now.
You are the one who betrayed a vow.
I have no burdens to be carried.
You and I should never have married.
I am not the one to blame.
You have held your head in shame.
I just want to forget.
You can carry your regret.