there's a lump in my throat where a laugh used to be did the good times get away, or is that just me? there is ache where distant smiles war again to be recalled are those dear memories real or have I forgotten them all? ease of step and stride no longer accompany my gait or is there a plan in place, or just some cruel fate? up-turns always close to the corners of my Continue Reading...
Remember when now was a memory?
Maybe it was the rain. Maybe it was the grey.Or maybe it was just that kind of day. Uneasy followed me closer than my own shadow.I tried forcing a smile while thinking on tomorrow. In the quieter times of evening I longed to get away.Searching, I found a familiar place where I often stay. I retreated to the sounds inside my old headphones.Tears dotted my cheeks like the trace of skipping stones. A Continue Reading...