Dead is not an option! Death is to easy! I believe death is the doorway we have to pass through to reach our loved ones. Having died twice with burnt lungs in 2014, There are no light just a bill, Bill reads $25000 due, Pay the cashier! That’s what Iowa City University Burn Unit chargedContinue reading “I want to shout”
Category Archives: Traumatized
Chapter 1, Harmed more
My narcissistic half sister harmed me more and getting hit by a car. She cut my heart out she stole my family and she ruined my good name. A****** say let It go forget about it it was a long ago. It took her from 2:10 to 2:14 December 3rd to force our mother fromContinue reading “Chapter 1, Harmed more”
Grey skies are gonna clear up!
Nineteen thirties song, Still playing within, An old roll of music, My uncle Norman’s player pianos, My baby sister died, Last year, Yesterday, The pain in my heart, Equally matched by my heart, Ellen walked on the earth, Sang karaoke no I can’t spell it, Hot tears burn my eye ball holes, .. My heartContinue reading “Grey skies are gonna clear up!”
Bells rung!
Great moments in time Deaths Weddings Bombings Then silence Plaugue To mant deaths Prayers Cities fell In Japan bells were stollen white did not understand importants of! Newspiece,simple and true taught lesson One nation Braught to pray Ringing century symbol A bell Paid for by ancesters blood! Who towns forge each cities bell! Military leadersContinue reading “Bells rung!”
How does a saver of plastic bottles throw away her only blood sister?
Her innocent blood sister? If I knew that the hole in my heart could be fixed. Not a world away she sits beer in her hand. Ellen Mathis told me January 2015 stood right dab on front of me she knew I was innocent if Ever harming anyone but could do Nothing about it! IContinue reading “How does a saver of plastic bottles throw away her only blood sister?”
117,Greetings:Brain trauma
Chapter 9b,The cat who came to Christmas bt Cleveland Amory
Chapter 12b,Thunder dog by Michael Hingson and Susy Flory
Chapter 11a,Thunder dog by Michael Hingson and Susy Flory
September 11,2001 We were attacked!
Does pain tell?
Val Whitewolf