I am a lover of words, and intellectual conversation; to weave words through out a sentence and move another emotionally is my goal. Now I beg you, please do not give me 'five stars' if I really haven't earned them. I promise I won't give them out that easily either. And please don't be offended by my honesty. I want to learn, I need to improve, but I won't if you are not completely honest. Trust ... more »
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My Mothers Cry
I write as if I know you,
But never quite sure who you are.
I feel the need to write you dear,
Yet the words are all too far.
It’s as if my very life depended,
Upon every key I type.
I am feeling very desperate
Sweat from my brow I do swipe.
There's no earthly reason,
To be in this state of mind,
But nonetheless I am here again,
A stranger to myself do I find.
A premeditated depression,
An anticipation if you will.
I profess my denial loudly,
As I pop another pill.
I am having a bonafide pity party,
And I have ...