His Love

As I fall asleep at night when he not near,
I pull a pillow up to my back so it feels like he's right here,
And even though he's far away,
I know that I'll be okay,
His love will keep me safe and warm,
And out of any harm,
Even if he's far from me,
I know his love will always be.

Sleep

For some it is an escape

For others its a prison

Dreams can take you anywhere

And make you relive anything

Good or bad

They can be wonderful

Or living hell

Sleep can be my sanctuary

Or my torment

So bittersweet...

Painful

Wind

A young woman sits on the grassy hill outside of her home. The wind blows her hair gently, and prickles her skin. She wraps her arms around her body, pulling on her blouse, as if to hold herself together. To keep the wind from blowing parts of her away.
How easily the soul can be fractured. Life torn away. Lives altered.
As easily as the wind blows a blade of glass.

Writers block

There's nothing worse than writers block.
It take a strangle hold and doesn't let go until you can use your willpower to destroy it.
That's why I started this blog, in attempt to destroy that writer's block.
To force it to let me go and allow the creative thoughts to come to a bloom.
Lets see if this experiment works.