My soul is boundless…utterly naked and torn into… awakened by velvet like hands soft to the touch…crushed and stained with crimson hues… the sea of faces surround me…they hide behind shattered glass… there is no escape…he is raging like…
My soul is boundless…utterly naked and torn into… awakened by velvet like hands soft to the touch…crushed and stained with crimson hues… the sea of faces surround me…they hide behind shattered glass… there is no escape…he is raging like…
Hey ya’ll, I appreciate your patience, life has taken a toll on me these last few months and time has gotten away from me with my writing. I will be starting a small poetry section that will go along with…
Numb to the Touch~ (Entry 12) Winter {1996} Another day had surpassed and I began to pull my hair back in a vague pony-tail with a slight curl hanging from each side. I had much to look forward to, and…
Hey Ya’ll, I just moved lasy week so been crazy busy. I am sure everyone is eager for my next blog. I promise there will be a new post up by this weekend! I appreciate you support 😀
Perceivable Inheritants~ (Entry 11) {1996} Dear Diary, My life had plummeted into a dark abiss with no way to escape. Reality had reared it’s ugly face toward me, and the curtains draped over the crooked window we now had claimed…
Lost Bird~ (Entry #10) {1995} Dear Diary, The night of the wedding rehearsal was short-lived; and my ventures into the unknown universe soon overturned into a dramatic awakening. The lavender infused scent had calmed my nerves for awhile. However, whether…
Daddy’s Girl~ (Entry 9) {1995} Dear Diary, We were home at last! Kris was waiting outside the parking lot…biting her lip and solaced my father’s shoulders. It didn’t faze her one bit that I existed. Her only motive was to be…
Reuniting Lost Relations~ (Entry 8) {1995} Dear Diary, I had drifted off into a deep slumber. It felt as if time stopped for a short duration, and everything surrounding me disappeared into a faint cloud of dust. The cold breeze…
Through The Eyes of a Monster ~ (Entry 7) {1995} Dear Diary, Dawn had soon arrived, and my tiny body began shaking from the cold air whirling wildly. My auburn hair…a bit messy from a restless dream… as well as…
A Slave Unchained~ (Entry 6) {1995} Nana was not by any means an empathetic person. She held onto her own hatred as if a parasite clanged onto and infested her inner organs. The manifestation of true evil lurking in a…