I have no idea what you see in me. I feel as common as the average pebble. Tredded upon or left to sit for eons. Overlooked in interest of more precious items. Not worth much even as a trinket to admire. But I was never that for you. *** You saw me. Approached with conviction.…

Everything can change so suddenly. Bad to good we brush off. Labeled under the nebulous title of “relief”. Good to bad is different. Catastrophic beyond measure. It sticks around. *** The only feeling worse is if you know it is coming. Anticipation a lethal weapon. A chandelier hanging by a loose thread above the head.…

I have friends like everyone else. The good, the bad, and everything in between. All loved and adored. A fragment of life I have made a part of myself. People I can orbit around like a minor moon. A place I frequently visit. *** I am more than a moon. A simplification of my true…

It has been decades. Time spent doing all I never wanted to. I have been worked to the bone. Know better than to ask for better for it could never happen Trapped by limits I never decided upon. Yet still I dream of a Cinderella moment. *** I dream of a miracle. A switch in…

I am pleased. Glowing. Filled. Floating. Given a state of emotion like a miracle pill. No side effects. *** There are results before me. Conclusions. Blessings. Tangible. The direct outcome of my efforts. Good work. *** Representation of how far I have come. Supported. Overcome. Confident. All the circumstances that might not have happened without…

It is so hard to persist. I have lost track of the amount of time. Following rules that seem specially made for me. Lashed to a log that I have named as Torture. I no longer remember if the ropes exist to hurt or save me. I just pray it never flips over and I…

Words can be as sharp as you need. Fashioned into a point enough to draw blood. Taken along hunting for a chosen target. Polished until it is sure to hit. Closing in until there is nowhere else to go. Leaving the user as a victor in the end. *** Words can also be soft. Isolating…

It feels easier to work sometimes when sick. The plunge already taken. First step already taken for me. Pain already created so what would be a little more? Numbed to pain by existence. Paradoxical, positive, negative reinforcement. *** Funny how much of a difference turning off self preservation makes. The most efficient worker they are.…

Time has passed. Gone with the ticking of the clock. But occasionally, time does not pass fast enough. Hindered not by time itself but what flows with it. Obstacle and trap that is hard to reset once sprung. I am left broken and bruised by the encounter so I wish I had skipped the encounter…