Loss Ghost echoes calling luring aching hope swirls and finds no landing early to rise last to fall knocking with no answer floating feet running past stumbling over lintels nearly shrouded by dust and age leading where no friend may come teetering on the ridge between I cannot seek you somewhere only you can go hands won’t meet only murmurs intertwine across a void I miss you missed you missed out on touch greeting your voice I know on paper on the wind
The Church of My Past Love
well, it was here that I did fall, hurting this fleshy lump, behind this bony cage, inside this string-bean body. this lull was disrupted, cutting my breath short, digging deep into parts of me that shouldn’t exist — into parts neatly tucked in, hidden but oftentimes rearing its obsessively gargantuan head up in a fight against my happiness. well, it was here that we worshipped, rhythm building with every adulation, with every thrust and retraction, with every fatal attraction. it was here that we said goodbye without words, without love, strangers in the end, my heart, cold and dead.
Abortion, a lonely choice
I am a mother. I have two daughters. I had three pregnancies. I was in an abusive relationship, with a partner who despised me. He cheated on me repeatedly with friends and was verbally and physically abusive. Our relationship was in its final, terrible stages when I became aware I…
Lonely, Different, and Misunderstood
A Breakdown of Sadness from Inside Out — Sometimes you can go through life feeling different and like no one understands you. This is completely relatable and is also a very common experience for Type 4s. It can definitely apply to other types as well. …
Isle and Star
A poem “This night is so still and dark; As still as my lonesome soul.” Thus whispered a rocky isle; Cast away where no one sails. A shooting star just passing by, heard these words of utmost grief, brightened up and changed its course. Night met dawn in the sea of south, and wondered about a missing isle! Up in the heavens two danced in bliss, soul of an isle and soul of a star!!
Alcott´s Way of being with someone she wanted to be with (Little Women Podcast)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=1&v=uOwmYQxoMwk&feature=emb_title&ab_channel=LittleWomenChannel Henry passed away when Louisa was 27. Rest of her life with Ladislas, and other men and women who she encountered. She never found them to be even remotely as intellectually stimulating as Henry was. …
This is the very first time am trying this so am not comfortable sharing details about me, but here are the basics. I’m single, loving, caring, honest, ambitious and good looking. I like sports and the outdoors, I enjoy sightseeing, exploring and more. I’m looking for a matured woman to…