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There was an old toy shaped by the sounds to appear glockenspielesque locked into a tetherballed curling. Trickled into rusty shadows peel away at the pages of time into my bones. The harpist who fell off the cliff can still be heard drinking stabs of moonlight underwater. Fingers can be made out snapping up ahead cracking as percussion lines a pledge. This entry was posted in Everything an.
To love you again,. Or sculpt a new ragweed. Slow saving, ask why. Scared to go to the lake. And I, in the morning haze.
New ideas and thoughts in this season of life. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Follow Down to Earth on WordPress. They Tell Me I Am Broken. They tell me I am unclean. I said, But how? When it comes across the Divine. I ask, do you say that I am unclean? You want me to feel guilty and grateful. You want to control my feelings and actions. To see my worth? The o.
The country of Germany is very interesting. We Americans seem to love their food, their beer, etc.
Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Death knocked on my door one day. 8220;time to prepare for the storm,. And hide inside your head.
My passions include performing, watching films and going to the theatre. I also enjoy cycling, swimming and running. I am a member of The Writers Bureau and Slimming World. This site will display my creative writing work and the occasional blog featuring one of my many varied interests.
Perception, Mental Health and Psychedelic Research. Insomniac, BPD and PTSD. Watch as the whole world wanders towards the sunrise, not stopping to look at the light shimmering against our horizon.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Lets make the best love story. Of holding each others even in our dreams. I will never miss you because u will stay next to my heart and loving me every second. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Your silence is what makes me to love u. Every smile u give keeps me alive. Following u makes to find me. This entry was posted in Uncategorized.
Fiancée, mummy to be, dramatist, cappuccino lover, superhero. When my heart pulled me aside and spoke for my mind,. Why did I disagree and cause a blunder? When my heart saw through my eyes and could tell it was a bad sign,. Why did I look away and wonder? When my heart listened closely and believed all you asked,. Why could I not tell you were masked? When my heart sat here crying and my mind stood over sulking,. Why, oh why, simply why? September 14, 2016.
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