Write about sadness through simplicity playing with sonnet form. I should just delete those photos from my birthday Getting old has become more cursed than blessed Last year, I realized no one and nothing stays the same When the candles were blown out and everyone left He left. And so did my childhood. My birthday…
Tag: sadness
The Dark Place I Sometimes Visit: Real or Make Believe? A Short Story
Sometimes I go to this dark place where ghosts roam free and fears cackle in the wind. A place in my mind that takes an ongoing battle to repress, but often, it refuses to be silenced, pushing itself to the surface like a blowup clown toy, its face deceptively happy, but truly disturbed. I wonder…
Untold Tales by a Whimsical Wallflower 