Joseph. My Joseph–you still are mine, and always shall you be. you gave me part of your soul as i gave part of mine to you. You are hiding from me again, but you are also hiding from the police, the repo-guys, your family and all the friends you had made. you have aligned yourself … More i miss you, love. still and always.
Hello, my Joseph. It’s strange-mother’s day usually brings me down-but I even smiled at Mom’s star tonight as I said ‘Hi’ to her. You always introduced me as your mom-the only one who ever believed in you, trusted you and stayed on your side through it all – all your bullcrap, lies and thefts; all … More Mother’s Day 2014
Joseph-the cuts on my arm have started to heal-and thus, they have started to hurt. They echo my heart and soul, tough I am sure you cannnot imagine what the pain is like for either…your every emotion has always been self manufactured in order to manipulate…I am sure that you have always done so as … More Walking on eggshells
Yesterday was a terrible day, despite the help i was given at church. Cigarettes, a hot bath, anda razor blade made life easier. Cutting is…such a release of the pent up negativity-it purges the soul, and leaves a mark upon your body where you let the negative out.like a door or window, you can see … More A day in the life
The thoughts I have running through my mind are so many i cannot isolate them individually. He is there…always. is he safe? Is he happy? Why can i not be?the pain that runs through me is intense-memories of his body and mine, his smile, the feel on his lips awaking me…seeing his eyes before me … More thoughts run amok