books are breath
A life without books is a very hollow existence indeed. Nothing else has the power to make me laugh out loud, cry like a baby, or scream in rage like reading a book can. I am open to all genres and am willing to give almost anything a try, even if it's outside my normal scope. My faves are thrillers/suspense but I am also into paranormal, drama, chick lit and YA. This is my first blog, so forgive my ignorance and if you see something I can improve, do tell. :)
my poetry
I've been writing poetry since I was a teenager, most of it very dark and morbid. My adolescence was fraught with the kind of sordid mess that comes with having an alcoholic/addict mother and no father. I never told anyone about the things that went on and even those that knew about my mother's addiction still had no idea of the depth of depravity. The only way I could get the sadness and rage out was through poetry. Alright so that's some background for you. Here's a poem I wrote. I call it Darkness of the Day.
Feather by feather I am constantly plucking
But there's no swan underneath, just the same old ugly duckling
There are lies on my tongue and jagged scars on my heart
I wonder how it can be over when it didn't even start
There's no more light at the end of the tunnel
They shut it off because I couldn't pay
Now I just stumble blindly through the dark
So I can live to die another day
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