Tread lightly, for this is fragile ground. Be careful not to stumble. Turn your voice down. Be sure to wear a smile. Don’t let him see you frown. Be vigilant. Be awake. There is too much at stake. Tread lightly. This is fragile ground. It’s made of eggshells. Breaking one will blow your cover. A ...

Breathe in for 5: My frantic thoughts go flying while I keep crying Begging the demons in my head to stop lying  Struggling to breathe as the world crashes down on me Until nothing is left but an empty husk Because I’m trapped within the horrors of my mind.    Hold it for 4: Why ...

I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to say. Everything around me is grey. The dawn is coming, From what I heard. How long will it take… How long will it take? I suppose a lifetime of heartache… I’m tired. I’m wired. I need to quiet my mind, But my solitude is ...

Petals flutter as the wind rushes through the trees with a quiet rustle, creating a shower of pastel pink. The slight chill, tempered by the midday sun, becomes a backdrop for courtship symphonies as the world blooms and explodes into a mosaic of brilliant hues. Spring, the season of new beginnings and rebirth, brings with ...

There’s a crack in the floor that’s hardly even noticeable, but I can’t tell- Is it getting bigger, or is it shrinking? What if I step on it? Would it shudder beneath me and swallow me whole? Or will the floor stay intact? I could simply patch the crack up, but how would I go ...

Have you ever heard of atychiphobia? It’s an extreme and irrational fear of failure that can clash with your daily life, preventing you from taking risks or causing you to delay tasks that you feel will result in defeat. Some classify it as a non-diagnosed anxiety disorder. I considered this terror to be one of ...

“No, no, no.” Lilian takes one look at me and grimaces. We haven’t stepped outside, and already she’s regretting inviting me to her friend’s party. I can’t blame her, though. I don’t want me there either. It’s comfortable at home. Well, her home. A four-bedroom, two-story dwelling in central New Jersey, where my mother moved ...

Who I am Is sinful in every way. Why was I created? I do not wish to stay. If I could leave, This world would be happier. No one would grieve. The Lord Himself And Heaven would cheer, If I were no longer here. These lonely nights will take their toll. These thoughts spiral out ...

True joy comes from holiness and anguish, for the benefit of God’s Plan. Everything that resides in Heaven and Earth is part of the tapestry that is God’s Infinite Design. Peace and love abide within the arms of the Great I Am. We, as part of Creation, live in the abundance of what God gives ...

During my growing years, fire threats are a known risk to our Delhi neighborhood. The apartment is the entire third floor of a large, three-tiered building. The ground floor houses a sawmill and a massive timber warehouse, “Abbott Sawing and Lumber.” Mr. Abbott and his son attend their office six days a week. Small clusters ...