Doesn’t know or care much where her tears may fall
Reaching that point where the pain becomes a baseline, a background
It grays out the world into a monochromatic morass
Punishing her one drop at a time
Doesn’t know or care much where her tears may fall
Reaching that point where the pain becomes a baseline, a background
It grays out the world into a monochromatic morass
Punishing her one drop at a time
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
Sharing is Learning
Author and poet
Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
Story world
SkEtChEs of my everyday life through tiny words, artworks, quotes, clips, and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.
Terveen's W.O.R.D.S and Writings And a little more
Honoring God every day.
reality
Relationships, Sex, and Love
Film poetry and musings