Rain in the morning a mystery needing more
Aloft the wind summons me, "reach out to score"
My monster awakened will slumber no longer
Evening and morning alive darkened in blunder
My body in pain on extreme desperate auto piolet
The river it seems like concrete-marsh collided
My body deformed far removed is innocent birth
This baby abused for a new course correction jerk
Small pinch for the pain, is my self soothing cure
Chemistry in my brain brought to order once more
Entangled by lines of my twist tied stress formula
No angels involved other than fallen ones barf-ola
Tender I crawl with a new rash on my arms and belly
Soothing my entrails squirmed deathly like jelly
Calling without a phon...
Its the reason i go to bed before it gets really dark, and the reason i get up before dawn.
Its why the prevailing winds are my favourite topic of conversation, and my wetsuit is my most consistent fashion statement.
Its the one thing i dont own, because IT OWNS ME, its the next wave, and its mine!
Surfing really has saved my life, these days its the one thing that keeps me sober and relatively sane, the healthiest addiction i have ever had.
Someone just offered me some sweets. May God bless all those who send me delicious food and sweets, most of whom I don't even know. I am that lucky woman who has got to relish delicacies prepared by so many many aunties and uncles from different parts of my home town.
That's the reason I'm turning both fat and FATTED😂😂😂.
- the new Melody
Dont worry when I fight with you, worry when I stop fighting with you, for it means we have nothing left to fight for.
Jen Tully, came into my life at a million miles an hour. Best way to describe her, a beautiful soul tortured by her demons, too many to count
Never met anyone who could light up a room like Jen. Never met anyone who could be so hurtful. Her self destruct button was well and truely pressed.
In the three years we were together I loved her and hated her in equal measures, dont get me wrong i was no saint either.
Both of us drank and indulged in the drugs of our choice. Partying hard was a way of life, but it took its toll on Jen more than most
Outsiders must have thought we...
I could not narrow my need to see the world down to one destination. I'm complicated that way ;) here are two.
Barcelona, Spain has always been one city at the top of my list somewhere. For its art and architectire mainly. And drowning in another culture, customs, and cuisine sounds decadent. Beautiful sea side cities capture the heart of the romantic in me.
🌹🌹🌹 🌹🌹🌹 🌹🌹🌹 🌹🌹🌹
And Dádpuszta, Hungary for the Ozora Festival in July. The art installations and structures are gorgeous. Festival folks are my favorite. They've left judgement at home and brought gratitude and love in abundance. I'd graciously attend with friends for the food, days worth of live music, fire dancing, the stories...
Accuser abusers living behind the corner junkyard
Feeling drugstores stealing a sanitary spade card
Empathy tuned up further, than it should ever be
Rollercoaster hayride purposed just for me
Shirt free me breathless; a coward for a lovely dime
If only regret regretted getting back into my life
They beat me in the street until I became black and blue
Children saw us drive away in a darkened Pinto
If only regret regretted getting around into my life
Lovely colors run and blood bleeds through strife
Everyone likes mama she is rarely understood
Friends call me friendly with weapons in the hood
Radiation stings much merchandise down the drain
Purple purpose swimming hidden in heaven's vein
Something tells me I am going to love him forever...
Don't know if I should be worried or stay addicted forever?
As I was stuffing cutlets in my mouth yesterday afternoon, uncle said.. " I think it's time you learn to cook properly." I was quick to reply.. " I learnt it already. Just that it doesn't taste good sometimes." Lol. He started his lecture then.. " Listen. It's not that I cannot afford to cook for you. I can do it till I reach my grave. That isn't the matter. It's high time you learn to cook. You'll be finishing your doctoral studies in the next two years. I'm thinking of getting you married."
This was something I never wanted to hear. I began to cough the cutlets out of my mouth. I asked him.. " To whom?" He stared at me. " To some man who has the ability to tighten the screws in your head" ...
I peel away the wallpaper
And before me lies an iron door
I take a good hard look at it
And remember why I had shut it
So many years ago
Beyond that door lies a withered past
One with no path and no reason to last
A face so emaciated, we all have seen and passed
Beyond that door lies a broken girl
Stuck in an unforgiving world
She knows one day there could be more
And that's why the wallpaper covers
The heavy iron door
Its been some time and I'd just like to let my penpals know that I am doing great! 15 months sober and I've got (another) little one on the way! My daughter will be living with me full time VERY SOON and life is fantastic. Can't wait for the next chapter. <3
ʂɛŋɖıŋɠ Ɩơ۷ɛ ɬơ ɛąƈɧ ơʄ ყơų!!
i̞̟̫̺ͭ̒ͭͣt̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚ b͎̣̫͈̥̗͒͌̃͑̔̾ͅe̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑r̼̯̤̈ͭ̃ͨ̆ t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊ h͚̖̜̍̃͐a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍v̪̩̜̜̙̜ͨ̽̄e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ l͕͖͉̭̰ͬ̍ͤ͆̊ͨo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊v̪̩̜̜̙̜ͨ̽̄e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊d̥̝̮͙͈͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀̚ͅ l͕͖͉̭̰ͬ̍ͤ͆̊ͨo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊s̪̭̱̼̼̉̈́ͪ͋̽̚t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊
t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊h͚̖̜̍̃͐a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊ t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊ n͉̠̙͉̗̺̋̋̔ͧ̊o͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊t̘̟̼̉̈́͐͋͌̊ h͚̖̜̍̃͐a̘̫͈̭͌͛͌̇̇̍v̪̩̜̜̙̜ͨ̽̄e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑ l͕͖͉̭̰ͬ̍ͤ͆̊ͨo͎̜̓̇ͫ̉͊ͨ͊v̪̩̜̜̙̜ͨ̽̄e̮̟͈̣̖̰̩̹͈̾ͨ̑͑d͂̐̇ͮ̏̔̀...
A pop icon and hero
Of your time
Your words and looks
Raising you to the top
As your fame burned bright
But the road took it's toll
And got the better of you
As you fell into the bottle
Or catered to the needle
The effects aging you
Not so gracefully
Until you slowly, but surely
Faded away. JD
*The 80's Hair Band*
#BurnAndFade #JulyFalls #PoetryChallenge
I feel so empty, my hands feel so useless that i need to fill myself with smoke. But i am afraid that if i take the first drag i won't be able to stop.
Elders always said, addiction of something is always bad. When I say addiction, most of you might think of addiction of tobacco, or alcohol, or maybe even drugs, but addiction, my friend, is something I love. Something every human must love.
Picture this. You're sitting there, heartbroken, not knowing what you do. So you jist sit there, and start playing your guitar, or keyboard, or doing anything you love. Doing something you're addicted to. Do you have any idea, how it would help you, and how much?
Everyone has addictions. And different types. But don't get this write up for an excuse to drink or smoke. I'm strictly against that. Harbor addictions, and let those have you. Go...
"ALCOHOL MAY NOT SOLVE YOUR PROBLEMS, BUT NEITHER WILL WATER OR MILK"
I just hate to drink alone. For me alcohol is all about cherish the moment with loved once. It makes your mind relax for sometime. You can enjoy the moment. i used to dance after it and i make other people dance too. Sometimes we can make our future plans, politics, movies etc. while drinking, its good to be in a profession where i can drink while in a client meetings too. But these was my past with drinks.
Now i used to sit in the corner. i don't talk toomuch. Every friends of mine want the same person, whom i was in my past. But things got chaned alot inside me. All the emotions makes you familiar when you are happy. No...