Today. Begin. Everything You’ve worked for Imagined Dreamt Longed after Mourned Today. Now. Whatever You had pictured Envisioned Slept on Chased after Sorrowed for This day. Stop. Whoever You’ve projected Pretended Posed as Run from Scorned Today. Just live. What are you still running from? Waiting for? This is not a [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Broken’
Just Be
Posted in Poetry, tagged Broken, Broken Spirit, dreams, heartache, heartbreak, Hope, image, Longing, Loss, Notes, Passion, Personal Journey, poems, Poetry, Reflection, Regret, Remorse, Second Chances, Starting Over, Thoughts, Waiting, Wondering, Yearning on August 9, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Heartless
Posted in Lyrics, Poetry, tagged Broken, Broken Spirit, Darkness, Depression, Emptiness, fear, heartache, heartbreak, Heartless, Insomnia, Loss, memories, Nightmares, pain, Phobia, poems, Poetry, PTSD, Regret, shadows, Soul, terror, Trauma, Ugly on August 4, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Darkness Calling Darkly, Hauntingly Darkness falls on Broken Holes in me Darkness, Heartless Wanting Let me in Darkness, Darkness Darkness Let me be Darkness Taunts me Tells me ugly Things Darkness Speaks to Remembered emptiness Darkness Whispers Darkness Screams Heartless Darkness Darkness Never leaves Darkness Watching Darkness Always sees Darkness Falls on [...]
Tough
Posted in Musings, Prose, tagged Broken, broken heart, Broken Spirit, Compassion, Courage, Darkness, Despair, Determination, Empathy, Encouragement, Friendship, Grief, healing, heartache, heartbreak, Hope, Loss, Love, Loyalty, pain, Personal, Personal Journey, Reflection, Sorrow, Strangers, Thoughts, Tough Love, truth, Will To Live on May 21, 2009 | 5 Comments »
Tough Love. I know what it means. I know how it feels. I know sometimes you have to care enough to give it. But it’s tough, tough love. And it hurts too. What kind of friend am I? Am I the kind of friend who stands by, longing for you to find your way, wanting [...]
Neighbors
Posted in Poetry, tagged Acceptance, Bitterness, Broken, Broken Spirit, Darkness, forgiveness, Grief, Guilt, Guns, heartache, heartbreak, High Desert, Hospitality, Loss, Manipulation, Neighbors, Peace, Personal Journey, poems, Poetry, Reflection, Sorrow, Suicide, Thoughts, Winter on May 15, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Frozen stiff Not a figure of speech In high desert winter They found you Not so hidden But already far away Victim of Unrelenting bitterness She handed that gun right over to you Hospitable old gal Gracious when you claimed He’d offered to lend it She hates to think of it now Knowing [...]
My Heart
Posted in Musings, tagged Broken, Broken Spirit, Grief, heart, heartache, heartbreak, Logic, Loneliness, Longing, Loss, Love, Musings, Passion, Peace, perception, Personal, Personal Journey, Reality, Reflection, Soul, Thoughts, truth on May 12, 2009 | 1 Comment »
What makes sense? Nothing makes sense, in a way. Like many, I sift, process, sort. Matching what I knew and believed with all my heart, against the stark facts of reality shown me. Against my Heart. My heart against my Heart? No, not against the heart I knew and which had lead me all my [...]
Do I Forgive You?
Posted in Poetry, tagged abuse, Agony, betrayal, Broken, Broken Spirit, Child Abuse, Darkness, Death, fear, forgiveness, Hate, heartache, heartbreak, Hell, Love, memories, Peace, Personal Journey, Poem, poems, Poetry, predator, redemption, Reflection, Soul on May 12, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Do I forgive you? Do I? Do I really? Hate you I loved you I wished you dead A little girl I knew even then Shocked into knowing Nothing would stop you Only the ash and dust You finally became Dead You are dead So many years now Hate [...]
Cottonwoods
Posted in Musings, Poetry, tagged Beauty, Broken, Broken Spirit, Musings, Nature, Peace, Personal Journey, poems, Poetry, Reflection, Resilience, Thoughts, Waiting on March 29, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Cottonwoods Rain blossoms Suddenly pouring So heavily I worry These gray angels Have made a plan Whisperings In the wind Talk about cold Still coming to pass They lay down blankets Of faded flowers Bending in sway To winds command Resilient, graceful They sometimes snap Losing limbs, tops These angels in gray
So Long
Posted in Poetry, tagged betrayal, Broken, Broken Spirit, Despair, dreams, forgiveness, Grief, heartache, heartbreak, humor, Journal, Loneliness, Long Term Relationship, Longing, Loss, Lost, Love, memories, memory, pain, Passion, Personal Journey, poems, Poetry, Reflection, Secrets, Sorrow, Soul, Thoughts, truth, Wondering, Writing on March 12, 2009 | 7 Comments »
I’ve lost you I think for good this time I’ve lost you again I’ve just now realized How much I need you here I’ve looked everywhere I’ve tried everything And I can’t replace you I’ve pleaded time And time again But you aren’t coming back I guess now it’s up to you Or [...]
Sacred Salt
Posted in Poetry, tagged Agony, Angst, Bird Food, Broken, Broken Spirit, comeuppance, Darkness, Despair, Destruction, discernment, Endings, Food Chain, Full Circle, Garden, judgement, Justice, Liar, pain, Pest, Pity, poems, Poetry, predator, Protection, redemption, Reflection, Sacred, Salt, Scavenger, Soul, Thoughts, Torment, Tough, truth on March 11, 2009 | 3 Comments »
His soul Almost transparent now The dregs Squirming at sunlight Foaming and withered To a stain In the salt of truth She doused it with It lay Wheedling Convincing and in moments Even pitiable Such agony No one could inflict Such pain Such cruelty No one would wish This torment [...]
Imposter Complex
Posted in Musings, Prose, tagged addiction, Alcoholism, Beauty, Broken, Broken Spirit, Dope, heartache, heartbreak, Homeless Teen, Homelessness, Imposter, Imposter Complex, Loneliness, Longing, Loss, memories, memory, perception, Personal Journey, The Devil You Know on March 5, 2009 | 6 Comments »
My wickedly brilliant friend Maxine told me I have Imposter Complex. “What’s that?” I asked. “Oh, you know…the thing that makes you say, “I’m not a REAL writer [landscape designer/artist/musician/adult/Mother/fill-in-the-blank] because I lack the proper credentials [education/formal training/degree/piece of paper/recognition/circumstances] to tell me I am, to tell everyone I am, and when people find out, [...]