Visitors . Leaves were falling the air crisp, pain palpable Anger pushed forward. . Winter brought snow one tear fell, another broke free. The sadness
Masquerade ~ a part to be played I thought it amusing no deciphering this gala no riddle to be solved . attendance sublime dancers seductively
Mystic ~~~ born in a storm the night mystic of no one . visiting this world waiting for her reckoning the call will come .
Does anyone who does not have fibromyalgia ever understand what it’s like to have it? I believed not. I felt people tried! However, after reading
The Knocking . she left him once the radio singing her back but she drove on the phone chirping his frequent calls . she left
My Days . My days dissolve one bumping into the next, a struggle ensues. . I try to stand clear but my heart engaged, an