Bits of Diamonds In The Rough

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Thursday, October 1, 2009

Again

I lay my head down as night falls, He welcomes as always to his side. His caresses scream “ I knew you’d be back”, I can almost hear the sound of his smile. In the shadows he can’t see the tears in my eyes, I doubt he can even hear the shattering of my heart, As the slivers scatter in my chest. Why... Sign in to see full entry.

When It All Comes Crashing Down

You see yourself as a player, A collector of hearts longing to be loved, Never thinking of the damage with your empty words you pass out freely, Never caring that to some it’s not just a game to win. Never caring for the broken hearts you’ve caused, Never taking the blame. It makes you feel good to... Sign in to see full entry.

Memories and Blame

I still think about you, You still cross my mind from time to time, I think about all the times wee shared together, How I use to wish you were mine. But that was many yesterdays ago, Before I knew what kind of man you turn out to be. Now I’m glad for your goodbye, All I have are memories of how I... Sign in to see full entry.

I Still Believe

I still chase after rainbows, Just to find my pot of gold. I still stare into the night sky for a shooting star or two, Just so I can wish for the dreams I dream to maybe come true. I carry a rabbit’s foot in my pocket, I have a horse shoe hanging above my front door, And every time I in the cool... Sign in to see full entry.

Each Day As It Comes

Sometimes I get knocked down, Get thrown around in life, Feel as if I should give up, I remind myself that this will pass, That a new day is on the way, Just have to hang on as long as I can. I take each day as it comes, Don’t lay all today’s issues on sun rises yet to come. No matter how hard... Sign in to see full entry.

Don't Try To Get To Close Tonight

I know you have been watching me nurse this whiskey for a while now, I know you have see the stray tear slip down my cheek, I’m sure you are thinking I’m easy pickings, That with my broken heart in tote I’m easy pickings for the night. That I’d fall for your pretty boy face as I listen to your sweet... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 25, 2009

The Monster Always Came At Midnight (Nonfiction)

My eyes fell on the red mocking numbers displayed from across the room. Silently screamed at me in volumes what I was about to face. I snuggled deeper into my comforter. It stuck out in my mind how the same things that comforted one during the day made the shadows that hid the unseen boogie mans... Sign in to see full entry.

The Runaway Boxers (Nonfiction essay/Humor)

There were two things Grandfather M loved. A funny story and a good joke. The only thing he loved more was a good story about a joke that wasn’t planned in the first place. These usually had Grandmother M as the unwilling star when the story was retold at family gatherings. Trust me the stories were... Sign in to see full entry.

The Oatmeal Creme Pie Caper (Nonfiction Essay)

I didn’t know much about my father but there was a story he shared with me that I found to be actually a little funny. See after he and my mother divorced he went with my Uncle George on a cross country trip but way of hitchhiking. Not something that was wise or should be done now but it was the... Sign in to see full entry.

My Own Worse Enemy

She puts me down, Not one good thing she has to say, Love is cutting me to pieces, I think it’s the highlight of her day. She’s always the one who tells me not to try, I’ll always fail, The one who convinces me I can’t be loved, I’m a fool to think other wise. Why do I let her do this? I’ll never... Sign in to see full entry.

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