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Say something.
And I know if you thought about it, you’d never doubt my selfless love for you. My bags are packed. The cold metal of your deadbolt sends waves of sadness and long-overdue relief from the madness that I’ve been addicted to, like a junkie going on 4 years. I wished for him to tell me…
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Now who’s hiding?
Now Who’s Hiding? How is it possible after all the things you’ve done, I still want you to love me? Me, I’m going to leave it at that. I have no way to bring nori back for Jack and I have no words regarding retaliation today but with my sweet disposition and a keen interest…
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The Sadist and the masochist.
The enlightenment of “Master J” Many, many, chances….. My journeys haven’t been pretty, I “lost” or my petulant side screams “was robbed!!” Of what I thought was my beauty, my goods, my currency, my self-worth. Truth time,…….. I was ugly long before I was acquainted with my aforementioned nemesis, “Mack” There were plenty of opportunities,…
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You will not serve my sentence.
Some moments, I get a reprieve. From your torture, your smile, your sadistically unapologetic pain. I’m reminded, Short-lived reprieve, I’m reminded. I will not stop or rest. You’re my home. There is no rest, for anyone who stands in my way. Until you’re home. The pain offers me the gift of sadistic, motivation. It comes,…
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Waking from my slumber.
Change,….whispered, my patient higher power. Her whispers graduated to, Suggestion, morphed into Begging, then outright humiliating pleading, and with all earnestness, I ignored, tuned out, and placed blame. She had enough….her lesson that followed. Well, it’s been catastrophic. In October 2014 I started, slowly, painfully, yawning. Waking from my slumber. The angel, “Swami” offered his…
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Dirt Beneath my Fingernails..
I still, and I will never stop. Days the cinder blocks earnestly pull me back, I will drop to my knees. But I will not stop. My dearest son, I will crawl, digging my fingernails, into the earth. I will be exhausted I may bleed I may cry But my tears aren’t from my agony…
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2 Feet Of Water
I’ve swam and survived in 1000 feet of water I’ve swam clutching the side of deflating life rafts, in 500 feet of water. I survived. I’ve swam and survived riptides in 400 feet of water I’m exhausted I’m exhausted, I’ll fall apart with all my heart, You can watch from your window. It’s been months…
I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound.
She held her breath and jumped. My personal blog.
