Writer’s heart

Steam rises Moms life insurance premium All my half sisters hate All her lies My mom hadn’t changed Mom still had me in her heart Painted an abuser Mom was gaslight lied to Moms last five years spent in hell Prayed to die Mom knew the trueth My inheritance will buy me a car NearlyContinue reading “Writer’s heart”

Whats a writer?

Guts Story teller Creater Imaginable Inner child thriving Artist Silliness Shape{ developed from hearing our peers, Val’s Whitewolf Media YouTube channle. A channle where a lesbian Sensative Empath writer reads books to become better writer reading writers peers.} Inwardly bleeding Writer creates in our gut I do Well as a poet who writes Its notContinue reading “Whats a writer?”

No place like home

Virginia and Wisconsin are home Goggle even when robots view the trueth and envision diamonds but you are talking about slimballs. I re read what YouTube found offensive Funny it was something I was offended about When I tried to seek Goggle assistance to report the diaper pail head for linking the virus attaching winContinue reading “No place like home”

Just told

Errational human ignorant comment This human stated LGBTQ’s Responsible for ruining the earth Sorry! Say what! The leaders of this world upon the whole, Not Gay! I wish people who know nothing Took a lock box and hide Negative Hate away Out of sight Hate harms No one Hate miss understand hurts Crushes! Murders! MisinformedContinue reading “Just told”

Ulcer

Hole in an ankle Scar tissue Cut Coinencyde connecting One on one Digging to China No one who necer suffered one Witness more crushing crumbling pain You smell the puss draining Varicose vein years destroyed Employees stand hours at a time No mats Employers don’t care Few pennies spent on employees Less pain later ThoughtContinue reading “Ulcer”

Writers,I

Writers,I write because its essential Air intake a must Writing a need We drive or walk Swim ir stroll Smell the rose Love Things some are nice Trust may never occur again Humans some animals me , broken Kicked Bullied Writers refuge Pen, paper Devestated Thats why our stories matter See a need is fullfillingContinue reading “Writers,I”

Briefly

Clouds grey Pink pales in the sky We love Love is ripped ftom us Moments become years alone Morning comes Hearts still broken Rabbits hop by They scream when in pain Some of us scream all the time Silently day broke Lunch came Street lights came on Moon takes center stage Velvet black rolled acrossContinue reading “Briefly”