Every song a different scene from a lifetime of who I used to be. The party girl who never said no or was never afraid to walk away. My private thoughts lost around the girl who used to be me. The girl who knew what she wanted and got things done, where did she go? Remember the diva who could catch your eye from across the room? The girl who made you smile every day and made you want to rush home. Today, it is the you and I of yesterday that plays on in my mind. Every note

A prisoner of my own mind. I can't concentrate or type a single damn word in self-defense. Punished for a crime I was blindly accused by another choice no one else could see. What would they say if they knew the other choice would have been the death of me? I do not fear a jury of my peers or care what the prosecution thinks they have as proof. Dare I say a prayer of contrition for the sins I keep close to my chest or just let my soul fall straight into the flames of hell fo

It has finally happened. I have come to the Y in the road. The one where my present meets my past and the only way to go now is forward. I have spent the last nine months hiding from the world. Trying not to be seen or heard from and I have strayed away from the circle. Things I used to love no longer hold my attention, and life has taken some twists and turns that were unexpected. The terrain has been rocky and unpredictable, and times weren't always good, but it has been a

Let me paint a picture for you.

Well, Thanksgiving is behind us, and we all know what's coming next. We've only been prepping since July. The snow and cold and bad drivers. Holiday pressures and forced family time. Gosh, old me used to be so negative about holidays, but I think there is something to preserving traditions. I am beginning to think that it's not about forgetting or erasing the past but maybe learning to coexist with it until you become accepting of what it was, the past. We don't let the past

I'm having an inRhymes moment right now! My playlist of favorites on shuffle, my coffee is hot, and the smoke rolls off my lips like a sigh of relief. Gratitude for my life. There is something about the Thanksgiving season that makes me nostalgic. My hair is a mess, and I didn't shower yesterday because I had nowhere to be or go. There is no one around to need me like it used to be. My kids are grown and living life by their own rules. My dog is in Heaven, and I hope he

That is really what the story is about, served with a side of faith, that one day the world will be a safer place where it is ruled by love and not so much hate.

I was thinking about all the things I am working on and in trying to determine a winning timeline, how long is soon? What a vague word when trying to set an actual length of time for this word. Coming soon. According to AI and in summary of "it can mean minutes, hours, days or even months", "depending on what is being discussed". - and the key take away "is the duration is subjective and depends entirely on context". A new book, coming soon. A new idea, coming soon. The w

Will the past still come back to haunt me? Will it continue to lurk in the dark, or will it somehow serve a greater good after I'm gone? Will it all have served some purpose I don't know of? Will it be in life or after death?

Dear moon, "Please save me from this mess I'm in as a helpless human and I promise to always love you. I beg of you, the Sun, and...

My confession is this. "I did it all for love, in the name of love, and because of love. Love has led me every step of the way in this life. I have received and given the kind of love that was needed with each version of me and that version of me will love you forever." "But will you still love me when you learn my truth?"

Since the day I first wished for you, a shadow in my dreams, always there reaching out your hand and pulling my heart strings. I have seen you in the faces of strangers and in pieces of each of lovers that came before.