Dare to Dream. Live to Write.
Her spirit knows there is something wrong before it is physically manifested. She has anxious, looming thoughts and feelings about the future. At night, her body curls up as she dreams of the depressing inevitable. She awakes, shaking, feeling a tear slide down her cheek. "No", she begs. "Please no..." The days continue on, the... Continue Reading →
If he loves me, he will try. If he loves me, he won't yell. If he loves me, he will communicate. If he loves me, he will listen. If he loves me, he won't leave. But - If he does not, he will walk away. If I love myself, I will not let his... Continue Reading →
This short poem is inspired by fall. Fall is full of new beginnings, full of freshness. As all of us head back to school, it really is an amazing opportunity to change and work on ourselves. Just like the seasons, people can change to - for the better. I need this. I want this.... Continue Reading →
The Blonde Quill 