Tag: relationships
member name: Cheryl W.
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November 14, 2006 10:41 PM EST --
How can you love
this restless woman child?
Stubborn, needy,
constantly changing,
so sure, yet so afraid,
pretending to be so strong,
but crying inside,
looking for strength
and running when I . . .
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November 24, 2006 11:09 AM EST --
Melt into me
like the snow
during spring's thaw,
bringing to life
that which was frozen.
Envelop me
with the warmth of you,
and lay to waste
that which is cold and barren,
frigid . . .
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August 26, 2008 04:50 PM EDT --
Sometimes I try and imagine
what it must be like
to never be able to see past yourself,
to live life so engrossed
in your own problems
that you never see anyone else's pain. . . .
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February 10, 2009 12:34 PM EST --
Seconds turn into hours...
hours turn into days,
and it seems like forever
since you held me.
My body trembles
at the remembering…
the way you could still me
with your voice,
drive me over the . . .
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July 20, 2009 12:29 PM EDT --
Do you have any toxic people in your life? You know...those people who do not seem to be satisfied until they have done everything in their power to make your life miserable. Whether intentional . . .
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September 26, 2009 12:18 PM EDT --
My heart is too open.
The wounds call to you,
begging to be healed.
You come to me,
and in my vulnerability
I succumb
to all that you offer.
Your honey words
sweeten the touch,
and though . . .
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July 05, 2006 09:20 AM EDT --
Two days ago, my dog, Bugsy disappeared. At first I wasn't overly concerned. Being part Jack Russell and part Chihuahua, he is prone to jet out of the front door at every opportunity. . . .
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July 10, 2006 09:29 PM EDT --
I look around me and see the accumulation of years,
of living and loving;
Old toys packed away, teddy bears peeping out from
their boxes,
books from every crisis we've endured all the way . . .
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August 04, 2006 10:31 AM EDT --
I remember plucking daisy petals,
He loves me....He loves me not:
I would try so hard to figure it out beforehand,
so it would come out just right, but
deep down, I knew that was cheating; . . .
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August 16, 2006 08:06 AM EDT --
Racism is alive and well today. And my family and I have been a victim of it. Guilt by association.
You see, for the past twenty years, we have lived in a black neighborhood. We bought . . .
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August 18, 2006 04:23 PM EDT --
This has been a week of clearing away some clutter. Its amazing the connection there is between what is lying deep inside of us and what is reflected in our surroundings.
This week I noticed for . . .
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October 28, 2006 02:08 PM EDT --
I close my eyes,
for I don't want to be here,
in this place,
receiving from you
what I do not want to receive;
I pretend
and go through the motions
for about the thousandth time,
wishing . . .
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November 14, 2006 08:04 PM EST --
Walls, they
divide
but we can always climb
them to get to the other side.
Walls, they
shelter us,
but stay too long
and they imprison . . .
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November 27, 2006 12:29 AM EST --
We sit in our pristine churches,
in our mansions made of glass;
We pray for those who have nothing,
but when we see them, we walk past.
We congregate, try to legislate,
but forget those in . . .
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January 17, 2007 08:21 AM EST --
She lives in her dreams
and walks among gods,
tasting the nectar
of all that is forbidden;
Colors so bright,
ever changing hues,
never basking in gray
or reality's gloom;
She dances . . .
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February 12, 2007 10:34 PM EST --
The first time I saw him, he was sitting with some friends, strumming his guitar. He had long light brown hair and the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen. His smile was contagious. This was the summer of . . .
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July 07, 2008 04:21 PM EDT --
The best indicator of a loving relationship is TRUTH. Not half-truths. But the whole truth.
If you cannot trust someone with your truth, how can you possibly trust him with your heart? . . .
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April 08, 2009 10:40 PM EDT --
I smashed the vase against the wall,
watching the water splatter in odd shapes
as the flowers lay dying a slow death
on the worn carpet.
They weren't for me,
. . .
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May 29, 2006 10:57 PM EDT --
In two days it will be my husband's last day at his job. He handed in his resignation a month ago during the middle of a manic episode. We had just found out that our home's foundation . . .
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July 08, 2006 11:29 AM EDT --
I came to a realization recently that truly startled me. The more I surround myself with "crazy" people, the more at home I feel. And the more I think about it, which people are truly . . .
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