~ Churning, writhing,
destroying from the inside.
Is there no stopping it?
Killing me slowly, quietly,
like a horrid disease.
No cure for this one.
They say chin up.
Tomorrow is a new day.
But I know,
it will come back.
When I'm lying in the dark,
contemplating.
It approaches,
silently through the night,
slipping into me,
over me,
covering me,
choking me,
like a curse,
only more painful.
When will it end?
Maybe never. ~
~From the mind of Renee
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"For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining: and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction. Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing; And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes." Taken from "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran
About Me
- Renee L.
- My color if reincarnated as a crayon: Bright blue. Dream vacation destination: Plitvice Lakes National Park in Croatia. Alternative occupation choices: Stormchaser, zookeeper, or stunt pilot. Sports I'd like to give a whirl: Scuba diving, sky diving, and kayaking. Favorite ballroom dance: East coast swing! But the waltz and tango are also quite fun. Favorite scents: Hay, leather, horses, wood smoke, vanilla, rain, inumerable kinds of flowers, cinnamon, fall leaves... Favorite pie: Pumpkin
Storyteller at heart
Because they're there
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