Tag Archives: darkness
It surrounds me holds me. It comforts. It’s familiar. It knows me, intimately. Reality kept at bay. This is better. Safe. Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
I feel the descent. I’m teetering on the edge of the abyss. Falling. Yet, grasping the rim. Holding on to the light. I feel as if I’ve been kicked in the chest. The pain is palatable. Heavy, so very … Continue reading
**We all have our demons; our struggles. The Demon screams and rattles the bars that confine him. The blackness and despair he’s cast over me in the past are gone for now. I check and double-check the locks. All is … Continue reading
Despair makes for an interesting muse. I write a wide variety of things. Poetry, short stories, fiction and non fiction. I find that my sad or darker stuff is usually better than something that is more light-hearted. I also find … Continue reading
I’m happy. I don’t really know why, but I feel really good. My life is going well and I’m just… happy! Maybe it seems strange to you that I would talk about happiness this way, but I am so grateful … Continue reading
You are the magician, pulling my heart from that black hat. You hold that fragile organ on the tip of your tongue. To be cut out with a phrase. To leave it exposed is risking the darkness.