Sitting in the …

Sitting in the dark, Time whispers past the ears. Light fades from the vision, Sink into the dreams, the nightmares. Footsteps distancing, breathing quickens. Silent screams, strangled cries. The dreams are back. Love it was the air in these lungs, that are now heaving. Loveless thinking, loveless breathing, loveless living. Clenched fists and closed eyes. … More Sitting in the …

The Words I Hate Most

“Goodbye” I spoke the shortened version: “bye,” because I hope that one day I will see him again. I don’t know what will happen then, I am scared. I know last night I cried like a baby, because I was thinking about him, and then I wrote that poem, https://writingapaige.wordpress.com/2012/05/31/lie-here-in-my/ ,I cried like a baby when I wrote … More The Words I Hate Most