The Catharsis

Going to fetch my mother And bring her back   to help me.  It’s bittersweet As I had to humble Myself and ask for help But still to make her feel  Needed. For sure, I  Can do it on my own But want some nurturing. Hope it doesn’t come to fists But sometimes the trek isContinue reading “The Catharsis”

The Needle Sharp

She was clean And then used again The vultures peck your heart. You wanna yell, you wanna swear, You wanna kick her out. It’s not the same As you would think. She lies and keeps the secret safe She sleeps and snores and hides In the dungeon of the cellar. You just want to tellContinue reading “The Needle Sharp”