I’ve been an oak tree, strong and tall. Roots deep in soil. Amongst mother herself. Growing. Evolving. Adapting. Supporting and feeding. Sheltering and cleaning. I rise tall and high; soaring. … More The Oak Tree
Just let me drift away like that of a dandelion seed to its grave ~ Adeline Marie
Most days lately, I find myself under this heavy shroud and it just seems beyond impossible to get out from underneath it. No matter how hard I try. … More As I look up towards the sky, the raindrops mix with the tears I cry.
You make it hard to breathe.
I couldn’t live without this love.
A love so deep, I feel it in my bones.
It flows through my veins and
Nourishes my every being. … More You make it hard to breathe.
Another break, another
hospitalization, another headache
another medication, another self-help book
another stone thrown in the brook. … More His name is Anxiety, Depression, and Bipolar
As I look up
towards the sky
the raindrops mix with
the tears I cry. … More The Sea of Sorrow and Grief
The emptiness is here,
The desolation, I fear.
It’s hollowing out my soul,
And taking on a deadly role. … More Desolation