Posted: March 18, 2015 in Uncategorized

Disappointment coats and seeps through my pores.

My skin is drenched in it.

I reak of it.

It covers my being.

Gnawing, making its dirty way through my hopes and dreams.

Tearing through my resistance.

Demanding entrance to what is my    sacred life force.

The urge to give in is strong.

The urge to fight is stronger.

Side note:
Thanks to my boyfriend I lost my mojo here. 😄 But it’s cool. No worries, I think it’s good just the way it is.


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