Forgiveness

The tears won’t stop. They fall…without my permission…as I try to understand why my mind isn’t letting me process this. It’s just a damn apology, I tell myself.  Accept it.  Just take it and let it all go. But something is holding me back. I call my husband… I tell him through sobs…and he gets … Continue reading Forgiveness

Broken

The anthem for the broken people is part song, part chant, part silence. It has no rhythm. No rhyme. No pattern. It has highs and lows and in-betweens. Sometimes, it’s one, clear thought. Most times, it’s a long rambling journey like the one they told you once you would have to take until you would … Continue reading Broken

The Words I Am Made Of

I cannot find the words to express the puddle of feelings I sit in. I cannot understand how I came to be here, curled up on the floor…a victim…again. I am searching, digging through my past to find where this fits…but it is so different…so strange… I pursued peace, as I am taught to do, … Continue reading The Words I Am Made Of

Well, It’s About Time I Got Around To This…

We talked about that one place in my heart that I can’t get over.  It comes up occasionally.  We talk it over a bit.  He wants me to try to find a solution.  I usually nod my head and try to forget again. This time it’s sticking to the walls of my brain, begging me … Continue reading Well, It’s About Time I Got Around To This…

Hurt

Eyes…fearful eyes…peer over the trench… …pale neck stretching to greet the blade… …back arched in eager anticipation… …knees bent to absorb the shock… …hands raised in wordless prayer… …please…please…please… …silence… The blade falls…the world is still… …for a moment… Rushing forward…screaming…cursing…throat dripping shrieks of anger…hatred…pain…hurt… …so…much…hurt…