Bloom where you are Planted

This was always a phrase that expats would use back in the day. It taught us that when you find yourself in a place where you didn't really choose to be, and then realized you were going to stay a while, you had to welcome the change with open arms. It taught us to learn to... Continue Reading →

One year ago today…

I left wounded and hurt....totally messed up as a human being. Today, I am healed and trying to get my life back on track. It has been a long road over the last year. I found it very difficult to pick myself up off the floor while still bleeding, get my things together and walk... Continue Reading →

This is the tattoo I had put on in January of 2009, a month after arriving back to the states. It is right over my heart, or what's left of it anyway.  When people ask to see it and question me about it, I just say, “I was shot thru the heart and I never... Continue Reading →

Death of me

I should have seen those signs all around me, But I was comfortable inside these wounds; So go ahead and take another piece of me now While we all bow down to you; You tear me down and then you pick me up, You take it all and still it’s not enough, You try to... Continue Reading →

Do what you do

Lips bleed from the rings, All these little bruises, the little things, That provoke the segregation. Lead the separation. Cage and clip the wings. Little noises, the little screams, That stop the operation. Conscious amputation. Just do what you do, What you do, what you did to me. Now I'm stuck in between a rock... Continue Reading →

I made it to the states

Thanks to all who have been concerned regarding my absence on this blog. So much has been going on and I've been quite busy trying to sort everything out. Me and my daughter have managed to make it to the states where we've been over the last two months. At this time I don't know... Continue Reading →

World so cold

When passion's lost and all the trust is gone, Way too far, for way too long Children crying, cast out and neglected, Only in a world so cold, only in a world This cold Hold the hand of your best friend, look into their eyes Then watch them drift away Some might say, we've done... Continue Reading →

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