Hello everyone! First I’d like to thank everyone who has messaged me asking why I wasn’t posting. You are all so wonderful and I am lucky to have you in my life. So what’s going on? I’m still writing but many months ago Carrie and I split up. She was my driving force for writing…
and then it struck me… As she was leaving for work, the day after Christmas, she didn’t stress through the holidays because she was angry or upset with anyone. She had an overwhelming need to make sure everyone else was happy at the expense of her own happiness and it made me love her more…
I’m a ship without a rutter No purpose in sight No port to call home Praying to the gods of ocean tides to bring me home Home? A ship lost in the storm has no safe haven Not even in the strongest sailors survive the cold at the depths of the sea That coldness is…
Looking up searching for answers I taste the tears of heaver The rain My pain It exists in my mind The stories I tell myself Leis I need to stop looking for answers outside Everything I need is inside I need to sit Silence Let my mind heal Learning to love You and myself all over…
Yeah, it’s happened. I miss my kids. I miss my vision of what I thought everything is and by fault but my own brain I feel alone a lot. It’s not because I’m alone or lonely. It’s the writers block. When I can’t write I feel alone. It’s not Carrie for those wondering. Even though…
Sunday morning Sitting at the edge of my bed Hands fold in my lap and then covering my eyes Like the rain outside my tears fall into my lap On to my notebook Smudging my words like twisted memories I want to understand I want to see things through your eyes but you won’t tell…
As I so unlovable? My longing for you dances on my lips Reaching to touch you Wishing you would touch me Knowing you’ll never really want me My soul reaches for pieces of my heart My heart reaches for you You won’t reach out to me All I’m left with is desire My heart falls …
Growing up with autism I have a lifetime of mishaps and mistakes that I wouldn’t want anyone growing up with autism to make. Now that I have a teen with autism I find that I watch him and see myself in so much he does. He’s obsessed with skateboarding and the skateboarding industry. When he…
