Remember when you'd reach out and I was there?
When you needed a shoulder and you used mine?
You needed to find comfort and so did I?
Well when you reach and find nothing, call out and hear no reply, find yourself needing a comforting word, but yet you find emptiness, silence and no comfort at all!....
You are the one who pushed and chased me away!
Some trust very reluctantly,
others trust openly and wholeheartedly.
The former are afraid that people they trust wield a knife behind their back.
The latter continue to trust, while trying to remove the knife thrust into them.
You know exactly how to hurt me!
You always have! You know the one thing that you can always use as a weapon against me!
To tear me down, bend to your will, and cave in and give you precisely what you seek!
I try so very hard to stand fast and hold my ground, to withstand your petty onslaught.
But the path you choose tears me apart from my very core! It rips my heart from me and stomps it to the ground.
You use an innocent as a pawn in your malicious game, seeking not what is best, but only what suits YOU most!
I hate you for that! I want to lash out against you in retaliation!...
But I know that is not the best course, it will not serve me or the higher price awaiting in the en...
I sit gazing out my window, watching the warm autumn rain splashing into the puddles.
My thoughts wander and I imagine dancing in them with you by my side.
Laughing, giggling, hand in hand while the world watches but we pay no mind.
The clouds break and the sun peeks through bathing us in it's warmth. We fall back on the damp leaves basking in it's warm glow.
A rainbow forms above us painting the sky with a smile that is paled only by that which graces your sweet face.
The while world quiets and fades away, leaving only you and I in that captured moment.
Oh how I have missed you!!
She is sexy personified! Sultry, sensual, magnificent in every way!
Her gaze is hypnotic, pulling me to her like a moth to a flame. Her body a work of art to behold, every curve sculpted like a goddess of pure archaic lust.
She exudes a sultry presence that just commands attention. The thoughts she brings out in me are paled only to her kind heart and gentle soul.
Still I see more in her, a hidden secret.
Carnal desires and animal pleasures that I long to explore and fulfill. Bring forth the mystical banshee that she keeps subdued inside.
To gaze into her eyes and give myself over to the thoughts they conceal. To taste the sweet ambrosia of her kiss, to feel the pure electricity...
The life of a Band Aid...
Meant to cover, conceal, protect and heal a wound. And whether that wound be physical, mental or emotional in nature, the end result remains the same.
I was your Band Aid for a time. In a place in your life when you felt as though you had no other, I was the one whom you turned to, relied on and confided in. Slowly, day by day, conversation by conversation, healing you, building you back up, cloaking the wounds of the past and leaving the slightest of scars.
Only after you felt you had healed, you didn't continue with the "treatment", yet rather just peeled me off as quickly as possible to lessen your own personal pain and cast me aside like useless trash!
Silence speaks more than words,
The resounding quiet pounds in my ears and mind just hoping for some word, some sign, some tiny acknowledgement of existence.
Past words echo louder and louder as worry rears it's ugly head weighing my heart like an anchor.
Thoughts swirl like a whirlpool, slowly pulling me down little by little.
I keep struggling against it all, wishing I didn't care, but that would be like asking a lion not to roar.
I keep hoping, somewhat stupidly it seems, unable to just cut ties and turn and walk away as you have.
I tell myself that this is just a true sign of how things really were, but of course I won't listen, won't heed my own warning.
I guess in the en...
So many people pass us by day in and day out. In our cars, on the street, the buildings that we work in or the stores we shop in.
Some may smile, some may avoid contact or shield their eyes from ours.
We see and interject with so many that it really does boggle the mind.
Some we have known for years and can be made to seem like a complete stranger when compared to someone that you may converse with but have never really even met.
Some people are a "dime a dozen" like they are all cut from the same cloth or cast in the same mold.
Others however are made from a fabric so elegant it's indescribable, cast from a mold that was shattered the instant they emerged because it was never meant...
Dear Lettrs staff,
If someone posts a comment on one of my letters, and I respond to that comment and mention their name, does that person see it?
I'd hate for people to think I'm rude because I haven't replied properly?
Thanks for your input
Dreams faded like a 100 year old photograph.
Hopes smashed like an accidentally dropped mirror upon the rocks.
Chance meetings, or possible relationships blown away by the wind like dust from my hand.
Kind words from others feel like razors in my ears, words ice said taste like ashes in my mouth.
My heart strains to even continue pumping the now black sludge that was once my life through my body. Barely sustaining me as I walk every say in a fog and a haze of things that once made me happy.
I feel like an empty shell, a mere carbon copy of who I once was or what I could have been.
Dear Lettrs staff, users, and community,
Thank you all so very much for your welcome, your kind words, and your support this far!!
I know I'm not the best with words at times, but I thank you for viewing and allowing me to express myself in another medium!
You all are an amazing group of people and I am so thankful to be a part of this group!!
A special thank you goes out to the one who was thoughtful enough to consider me after finding this app and bringing me hear!!!
I have to honestly say that without you, you're friendship, you're support and encouragement I would have NEVER found the side of me that I show hear!
So to you my dear friend Jules, I want to say thank you...
You see more than you want to see, you deal with shit that drives you nuts!!!
You do your very best to be there for those who you think need you.
Some times they actually do, and that means a great deal to you. Those are the ones who really count!!
The others sometimes seem to need you or want you around when there is no one else for them to lean on or turn to.
Does that mean you're going to change now???
Hell no!! You'll just keep on keeping on, swallowing every spoon fed bit of bullshit you can stomach!! And why?..... Because you have to! It's who you are!!! You've done it this long, you've endured the heartbreaks, the stupid decisions, the bad break ups,...
Let us dance and frolic in the rain, let us picnic in the park and ride the carousel.
Put our feet up and relax on the deck and talk about our day, or the week that has passed, sipping wine as the kids run amuck playing in the yard, totally carefree and just happy to be who they are.
We share a sly little smile and a wink which says without a word that we are both thinking how perfect the world is at this very moment.
It's like there is a little bubble around us right now and there is no outside world, there is only us and the ones we cherish most surrounding us.
The only future to worry about is lighting the barbecue and grilling dinner as you sit next to me, keeping me company and ...
I loved you because I could could see your heart.
You held it out before you for everyone to see.
I worried that it would be battered, bruised, or broken.
More than anything in my life, I wanted to keep it safe, to protect it, to warm it with my own.
You sit back for just a moment, weary and exhausted.
It's warmth surrounds you as you put your feet up. "Just a few minutes" you tell yourself.
Little do you know that you have just fallen victim to a dastardly trap!!
It now has you in is clutches and will never release you.
You struggle at first to try and break free, but your will weakens with every futile attempt to escape it's grasp.
It is hopeless, you are doomed!! It will hold you captive until your resolve is broken and you finally relent and you become it's prisoner, it's slave, it's minion!
You have just become a couch potato!
Happy Sunday everyone! Enjoy!
Dear friend, (you know who you are)
Distance is only a number, a mere measure of the mind.
True friendships and true connections can be made to span miles, countries, or even continents and make you feel as though you are right next door.
Someone that you have only known for a short time can make you feel as though you have found that missing puzzle piece to your life.
Regardless of distance, a true friend is always there for you. It is just a matter of a few key strokes, a few specific buttons pushed on a phone, or even a pen to paper.
Take the time to say hello, to start a conversation. The worst that could happen is that the person says no. However the best could be that y...