Every Tuesday

Would it be so wrong to crawl into the shadows of my past, live in them while I close my eyes and forget the world? The world has once forgotten me, so I will accompany my sisters and brothers in my memories.

Disconnected. Lost. Unknown.

Disconnected from the world, from myself and the threads of time. I'm fraying around my edges. I'm lost in the oceans I've cried and long unknown like a disconnected telephone line.

Reviews

[Reaching for the clouds]

This is raw emotion and tension. I like your poetic style.

[Mauricio Montoya]

wow! today is Tuesday and I'm attending A.A. meeting so this piece made me touch base with whats going on in my life. Thank you for sharing.