Addiction

The disease that eats away at every corner, The shot you pretend to pray will make you feel warmer, And you're alone again. Left to mourn within. And it goes on and on and on... Alone, you wear that dress too sheen, Why do you want the world to see? You're proudly the dullest trinket…

Today

I have been searching for a new digital camera... Oh yes, indeed. I have always loved photography and it’s high time I start including snapshots and stories from my unremarkable life with you all. I have decided change my blog up slightly to include tidbits of the world around me. I am still working on…

The First Snow

  Don't you just love the first snow?     I don't know if I am just the typical Coloradan girl; enamored with mountains and deep carved trails leading to nowhere or if the first snow truly is adrift with magic? There was a time when I was single, carefree, just hitting my early twenties…

When

will the clouds dissipate? When will the sun peer through the grey sky and touch the world below? I am so alone.   But... I don't think even the light could bring me warmth anymore.

Sacha

She stood in the kitchen, towering over an abandoned sink filled with crusted dishes that emanated the pungent smells of a another chore unfinished. There was a slight breeze fluttering through a crack in the window frame before her. The cool air gently weaved across her face, causing her hair to cascade against her shoulders.…

Disclaimer – Trigger Warning

I feel I should write a little something to you guys about my latest posts. The characters I have created in my Spiritual Anchor series are all fictional. Their thoughts and the overall content surrounding them are fictional. This series may be hard for some viewers to read, and I feel I should place a…

Adjusting

To a strangers home was a painstakingly tiring process. The light fixtures were always slightly too bright, causing you to squint crystalline eyes at all hours. The smells were never familiar and the sounds could cause the most patient man to toss and turn at night. No couch feels right to the touch; especially if…

The Choice

Was his at death. He could move on, leave this world behind. Finally stepping from this physical realm of normalcy into the unknown beyond. Or... The dark entity that had appeared before him had presented him another choice. It had turned back to him, a wicked cruel smile panning across it's grayish lips. "You can…

Forlorn

­I have never forgotten, Nor forgiven. I bring it up, Just to remind him. But, does he see? Do any of you? I'm invisible. Tangible, yet so far away...   And you'll never see me again.   Caitie

The Hunted

­I lay in the damp grass, Watching the clouds come to pass. The day dwindled on, A spindly broken baby fawn, Stumbling and shaking, Those tiny legs almost breaking. She crouched to smell the flowers, Weeds curling up her legs in bristly towers. They pulled the darling to Earth, But, what is it worth? A…