I miss you sometimeseven though I've reminded myselfover and overyou are not mine to miss...you never wereNevertheless the feeling..that nagging, longingcreeps inDuring the dark silence3AMalone in bedme and my boisterous, scrambled thoughtsof you of what could have been...It stalks me in the carstrikes opportunisticallyme unexpectingthe lyrics of a songthe hum of a melodyshooting bullets into... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I drown in "what ifs"they crash over mepummeling like wavesleaving me heaving for airsalt stinging open woundsSometimes, I let thempull me outinto the riptidedrag me to the pastfloat there awhilea sea of different endingsall leading to a loss of airall resulting in megasping on the ocean floor
My plants know me better than anyonesentient beingshanging on the wall witnessing my lifebehind closed doorsan intimate connection...observing each other's growth.
The uneven ground dug into the flesh of my exposed feet. Rocks and sticks cutting like little knives as I ran. He was coming. I couldn’t hear anything over my ragged breathing, but the hairs on the back of my neck stood erect giving away his presence. Trees flew by me in a blur, a... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptDescribe something you learned in high school.View all responses High School was where I first learned to tune out what others think. This was of course after being pushed to the brink by a group of high school boys. They'd gag at me as I passed them in the hallways- "fat whale" "bitch,"... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptDescribe one positive change you have made in your life.View all responses After losing my job I went through a whole lifetime of feelings. I was sad, I was scared, I was frustrated- for years I had put all of my effort into this company. So much time invested. So many days of... Continue Reading →
I really cared about youAnd I think you knew thatNo, I knew you knew thatI had told you so many timeswith wordswith actionswith the way I looked at youIt was so clearso obviousThe thing wasI could never tell if you cared about meSometimes I thought you dida look in your eyesa kind gesturea corny lineOther... Continue Reading →
Sundays are my favorite day of the weekIt is the day of restthe day of resetIt's the one day of the week I allow myself to sleep inno alarms blaring at 6amno need to jump out of bed and get readyinstead, a slow morningfilled with coffee, TV, reading and cuddles with the dogsa day of... Continue Reading →
I feel like I’m always trying so hard to keep it all together. Like a piece of paper with the edges burned...those burns are dark and they run deep. I’m torn and tattered. My heart has been slowly breaking in two for years. It tears apart, slowly and painfully. Each string breaks on its own... Continue Reading →
K.J Stafford 