The stillness of writing

Words - A blog of her own

When I write, there is a stillness. The maelstorm in my head stops and trickles down, word by word, onto the screen. The process of writing forces stillness. Forces thoughts to slow down. One by one. Word by word, they come. They are forced through the sieve of my synapses, as they are guided from […]

I don ‘t want to feel

Sitting still

I come home, Tears are always close, But I don’t let them fall. I don’t want to lose control. Instead, I fill my glass. I let its warmth insulate me from myself. I don’t want to feel. The confusion, the fear, the reality. My thoughts become fuzzy, I get busy with trivia. I don’t get […]

Fill me up

Fill me up

What can you give me, when I want so much? I want the Earth, the moon and the stars. I want it all. I want to feel full. Full to the brim. Full to over flowing. I want the golden shimmer to flow over the rim of my bursting heart. I wonder what that feels […]

I am living

I am living

Five years of sole parenting. Five years of being alone. Six years since the cracks showed. Six years since I thought of leaving. Nearly six years since he left. At one time I didn’t think I could survive a minute, an hour, a day, alone. But I have. And I am. I am living. I […]