Tag: Survival
Somnum Exterreri, Part Four
*Trigger warnings* Depression, Divorce, Death/loss, griefSuicide, Mental illness, violent contentReader discretion is advised*** Days in the hospital’s intensive care unit felt like a lifetime for Micki. She stopped counting the days after a week, maybe two, of her being here. Why would she want to anyways? Nothing mattered to her anymore. Nothing to care ...Somnum Exterreri: The Madness Within, Part Three
*Trigger warnings* Depression, Divorce, Death/loss, grief Suicide, Mental illness, violent content Reader discretion is advised *** The rest of the trip to the hospital was a complete blur to Micki. The stay in the intensive care unit, however, may as well have been a mere intense dream that Micki wished she would just wake up ...The New Norm
What do you see?Upon my lonelyFace streakedWith tears A victim?A believer?DespiteThe pain A survivor?A villain?DespiteTragedy What do you see?When I walkAmong usHumans A hero?A saint?DespiteHorrors Strong?Weak?In sightOf all OpinionsLabelsPinnedUpon me A womanCrying outFellow menLabeled toxic A writerTrying toWrite andBelieve What do you think?Glancing uponA lonely soulIn society Among labelsStereotypesJudgmentRacism Among opinionsDividingOne fromAnother Mental illnessDisabilitiesEasily seenYet ...In The Blink Of An Eye (a Tanka)
Introduction:A special thank you to Ingrid of Experiments in Fiction, for recommending I watch the movie, “The Diving Bell And The Butterfly”. The Tanka below is a brief summary of my thoughts about the movie. In The Blink Of An Eye (a Tanka) Tears on my pillowButterflies on the ceilingI see silent bellsWhere memories never ...The Justice Of Usa – Part 4
She stands now, on that cliff, her back to the cave. While surviving on the outskirts of town, she heard murmurs of the king’s order; she heard of the punishment for denying it. Usa wonders about the king, about the state of her town, her country, but what can she do? There’s a million questions ...Chapter 2: The Treehouse
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1: The Farmhouse The picture showed a much happier time. Five goofy faces were staring back at me. I smiled with a mixture of happy sadness. I gently caressed the surface of the photo with a fingertip. Mother had been the epitome of the southern woman. She was refined, sweet, polite, and ...Chapter 1: The Farmhouse
There was something about the time of day before the dawn arrived. The stillness in the air spoke volumes about the prospect of the new day. There was still a part of me that looked forward to this ungodly hour as if it might deliver something new. I looked out the window on to the ...
