I've never wished to act on those cruel notions

That cross my mind at times, but I've felt anger,

'Cos I've been hurt and suffered vile emotions.

At these times, wrong decisions lead to danger.

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I have responsibilities. I can't ignore them,

Unless some n…

I feel a change is coming in my story;

My heart's blown cold, then hot, from north to west

If I am brave and honest, maybe--glory

Will manifest itself. I'll do my best,

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Retaining bound'ries while regaining sympathy,

For my antagonist's grave burdens' w…

I checked the hurt on my tongue. It was hard not to respond in kind, a struggle to not spit red-hot knives aiming for the open wound on her heart.

No.

I wouldn't do that. She's hurting enough already. Even through the internet I could feel it bleeding o…

I hate being a slave to my feelings. I don't know how not to feel something. Shit, feeling something on command isn't something I can do either.

Try not being angry

Try not to be sad.

Stop being depressed.

Don't like her.

Don't feel bad for him, h…

Funerals are odd ducks, aren't they? I mean they bring out the oddness in people. And odd people. Probably ducks too. I mean if the burying place is near a pond it's likely to attract its fair share of ducks, wouldn't you say? Like ponds and ducks, funera…

I'm a monster.

Every time I share my real feelings I upset those that I tell them to. They fight, they get angry, they take on my monster spawn emotionally inside themselves and struggle to disperse it. My monster has babies that grow and fester and infe…

I loaded my bag into the car. My sons gave me hugs as if they'd never see me again. My husband stood sadly and worried. He held me for a long time.

Our argument over the past 24 hours lingered in my head. I was still going. This was the opportunity of a…

I'll get to the point yea, right away

I'm having trouble handling my life today

I've been ridiculed, mocked, and I've been clocked

And I have no defense, my senses locked

I've been disrespected, my pride is all infected

The world in online life reflected

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"I don't think you should be alone. You need to rest. Do you want to go to your sister's, your place, or mine?" I offered.

He blinked at me, processing what I said at the same time as he was processing his emotions and the events that just unfolded.

"I'…

She explained how this pre-natal nurse had come to see her everyday in the hospital, since she refused to leave the babe and insisted on a private room. He was handsome and did everything he could to appease her. He wasn't supposed to keep helping the bab…

The houses here were like high rise apartments lining the steep walls of the caldera. The buildings in the bowl were community buildings. I took my friend to the hospital, on the trail of his wife and the baby she risked it all for.

His name was Charlie.…

Operations came in the night. They gathered up those who were gaining entry to the caldera and led us through the giant steel doors. The tunnel was dark and dimly lit by torches. The pair of uniformed men at the rear of the procession snuffed out the torc…

"I will help you find your wife. I promise. I will not let your parent's sacrifice be in vain." Tears sprang to my eyes then. I thought that I was incapable of feeling after so much time spent distrusting, pushing people away.

"We're definitely getting i…

Emotions rage & flare inside my mind


I panic, scream, & quiver oftentimes,


But these explosive feelings feel confined


Behind a barricade that muffles, mutes, & binds.

I know I'm having feelings, but their sound


Is stifled, distant; my heart seems quit…