Muddled musings of a mangled mind. My writings and other things that strike my fancy. A Different Kind Of Normal. The Tale of Billy Flynn.

Into my thoughts I welcome you. Into my most private beliefs. Into my heart I welcome you. Into my love, the sincerest gift. Into my life I welcome you. Into the outer and more social aspects. Into my home I welcome you. For you my door is always open. Come rest within my calm. Into my soul I welcome you. Into the core of who I am,. Into the true me, the me. I can no longer deny.

It was not easy breaking up with him. He was as crazy as they come, but I remembered moments of intimacy that I expected to miss. I did not let the longing for more intimacy stop me from getting away. The relationship and have me, I wanted to have a healthy relationship and be. Him Things did not match up. I refused to let him claim ownership of me. His mean attitude did not befit me, so I could not stay.

Just a place to post my thoughts. Just a place to keep my thoughts. We met in the light. We shared our true selves. Was one in the same. While all the well wishes. Brings me rain every year.

Much like the snow man. Most all of your life. But still feel a stranger. Are afraid of me,. Than those who live here,. Have always lived here,. Frost billows with every breath. We played long into the night. When we were both young.

He glanced into the canopy, leaves fluttering like moths around a lamp on a late summer night, and he sighed. Slip by, fussing, fighting, complaining about.

I may fall away along the way. But the way I feel,. Duc Nguyen WordsOnEmptyEars, 2015. Lets Grab A Cup Of Tea. Affecting our daily lives,.

Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words. His words caress my face in passing. Pausing only to feel the gasp that is released. More words trace a path down my neck to feel my pulse quicken. They are mere words but they set me aflame. Letters on a page to cause a stir within. The words keep coming . Were they his hands or his mouth.