What a struggle to be me, sitting here so patiently waiting for a new train to come, the last one long gone, gone, gone… We need nothing, and yet there is longing; we want everything, and yet here it is: everything, sitting on some stone in my backyard. All alone, it has sat. Continue reading “To Be Me”
Tag Archives: pain
Rings
It would never have worked out anyway, you and I. . Me, a lonely tree, still sturdy enough to shelter you when there was rain my own pain present in my rings– you wouldn’t have known if I hadn’t made you ask. . You, a fallen sparrow, just looking for a place to stay until youContinue reading “Rings”
Anxiety
When you open up about it I’m not promising it will be easy. . When the air becomes thick like white cream cheese and you can’t simply scrape off the edges with a knife you wonder who else is feeling this way? . I thought my mother did; but she said, “What I’m feeling isContinue reading “Anxiety”
Home
I’m not looking for The One. I suppose I’m just looking for the one I won’t get tired of. …… The number of betrays I have felt– they are buried down deep and it was not until I was ready enough to hold the shovel that I could dig them out and start to peekContinue reading “Home”
Reaching Joy 