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I’m a writer… I love to write! I’ve been writing since I was eight years old. I can’t imagine life without stories. My life, and your life it’s a story that we are writing everyday.

Searching

Days to night I wait Always waiting Waiting for the right time The right time to move forward The right time to be happy Always looking for the next thing Minutes to hours Time runs from me I chase it Ignoring the present Ignoring the now Still searching Months to years Missing out on the…

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I Saw You

I saw you and I knew you You didn’t see me I was like a ghost in the wind I held my breath and waited You didn’t see me The world spun around I held my breath and waited I wanted to speak The world spun around I felt dizzy I wanted to speak I…

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The Journey

The journey I begin I wander I walk I make this mine I find my words They are written among the stars I pluck them One By One Each word turns into a sentence The sentence turns into a paragraph The paragraph turns into a story The one you have before you The one that…

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Where the Wind Takes You

I stand at the top of the trees From here I see everything I feel everything The touch of the rough bark scratching my skin The softness of the leaves brushing my cheek The air caressing my face The coolness of it relaxes the spirit Above me Birds whistle They sing High notes Low notes…

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Do I Scare You

Do I scare you Like I scare me My reflection Mirrors Windows Puddle Staring at me Judging me Condemning me to my mind I live in chaos I embrace it Make it a part of me It coils around me Like ivy Growing from the ground up Wraps around me Mummifies me The chaos empties…

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One More Day

It’s been a year since the last time I saw Ren. Time gets away from me sometimes. But the one thing that I always remember is my annual coffee date with Ren. Every year on the same day we meet up for coffee and a catch-up. This of course entails us reliving old memories and…

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Sometimes

Sometimes I get lost I forget things I am forgotten Sometimes I can’t remember the day Or night Or week, month, year Sometimes I’m a mess Distracted A disaster waiting to happen To someone else of course I’ve already happened to myself Sometimes I can’t concentrate Interruptions Consume my life Cats, kids, husband One thing…

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Rainbows

Why can’t I see rainbows And blue skies I want to walk in meadows And eat cotton candy I want to be light I want to be free I want to feel the joy that I hear life brings When my fingers touch the key board I want them to touch letters that create Happy…

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Find Me Without You

How do I keep getting so lost in you, that I lose me You can’t possibly know the sorrow I feel You don’t fully understand what I’m going through To feel so alone even when you’re around I am fighting all of it, struggling to break free I’m trapped in the sea Trapped in the…

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The Shadow

The shadow reached out and grabbed her. She stood motionless. She knew what was happening but at the same time, she knew it couldn’t possibly be real. She could feel the fingers tighten their grip on her shoulders. She tried to turn her head but it seemed frozen. She needed to see. The fingers tightened…

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I Weep

I weep… Sitting on the floor Knees pulled to my chest I weep Wondering where was God Is he still watching I weep Hoping for better days Not understanding the moment I weep The last touch of an unpleasant hand The torn clothes I weep The bright lights flashing The doctors all around me I…

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I See Me

Her face cracks with the smile that has been painted there. Her heart shatters with each promise broken  Her eyes dim with each flicker of hope that fades Her days grow greyer with a heavy heart  Burdened from the storm of her life  She tries so hard to continue on the path To find hope…

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Wonderful

You envision a world so splendid You begin to let yourself go I wonder if you realize you are dreaming Like I have done many times Do you want to wake up Or stay asleep In this wonderful world I wonder Is this the real world Maybe What you think is the real world Is…

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Lost talent

Talent seems to be lacking Slipping away Washed away Lost in a sea I can catch glimpses of it While the sun sets It’s setting on the talent The talent It used to flow It used to fight to get out Now abandoned Excused from life It’s lost So lost I scramble to find the…

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Pressure

Life breaks me it takes me piece by piece.I’m lost to it, like a missing piece to a jigsaw puzzleNever complete, never wholeFloating aimlesslyFloating, sinking, drowningI’m drowningIn this life, pressure pushes me underWife, mother, child, sisterCaregiver, financial planner, maid, cookMy many hats sometimes seem like anchorsGuiltThe guilt that follows these feelingThe guilt pushes me underDrowning,…

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Promise of Love

Promises of love Lies Truths Promises kept Promises broken Laughter to fights Tears unending Sadness creeps in Darkness takes hold No light No hope Hours pass Days, weeks, months You find another Hopeful hearts New beginnings Diving in Promises of love

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The Void

All I see is Blue, Bubbles are floating around me. Color starts fading into black. Darkness starts to envelop me. An endless void lay in front of me. Forgetting everything I run. I Go as far and as fast as I can. Having my life flash before my eyes. I see a life I despise.…

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Breathe

My breath stops, gasping for air. Images of my face staring back at me from a wooded box. A casket made of maple, my favorite wood. My heart beats once, twice. Breathe, take a breath. The air seems so fresh and pure. My heart beats, my image fades in. My friends and family all gather…

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Running Free

I sit in the corner of this little diner filled with the most unique ambiance. The little table is decorated with a tablecloth that has white and blue checkers and painted apples in a bowl. The walls are paneled wood, and I can see the knots, nicks, and scars that time has given them. The…

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Perfect sip

It’s that first sip of coffee that determines how the day will go. If the coffee is perfect then the day will be perfect, if the coffee is not well then the day is not. Today the coffee had too little sugar. I took that first sip expecting it to ignite my soul for the…

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