rested and geared up, warrior to my friends
fairy queen to loved one
i appear in puff of smoke
thats why you will see me in the end of the stroke
passions are run
feathers are ruffled
most of the desires never end
i will stand firm right at the END!
My family..so much to exclusion that i can and have ignored myself too..... and books......i love reading fiction....
and yes.... romance is my poision...lol.....
Love baking....but now its just my two kids and their wants!!
Little distressed for causing anguish to all my loved ones..... "i am sorry for that".....please forgive me and i am striving to take care.
Reviving............because i am healing...but still long way to go.
drained.....broken.....mending
sorry this time not one word....but take any one of them.
unknown fates
unknown destiny
i am right where i need to be.
End is mine thats where i belong!
Too much......so much.......way too much......peace......where are you?
Never overestimate an adult, never underestimate a child!
weary, adrift,ambiguous....... sometimes thoughts refuse... me the peace my mind craves.
I write because i have always wanted to... i used to scribble.....when i was younger but discontinued.
I started again Because of Carl.....even when he did not knew that i used to doodle he felt i could, with that kind of faith i dared not fail!
Also i have realized that writing let me voice all my thoughts on issues that i feel deeply about. I can voice my protest paint a painful portrait of some customs in my society and share my angst against things I feel deeply about.