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Courtenay Schembri Gray ✰'s avatar

Writing Myself Back Alive

I look to the cracks of a crescent moon

for reassurance, for an unadulterated

comfort that will break the plate of

guilt that has formed itself around my

soul. I can fix the gaudy chips with a

stern ire and rocket-fuelled fire that

propels me into the molten core of

truth. I will not waver for droogs

or the ruth…less. I will stand strong

in the face of those who do me wrong.

Writing myself back alive is my kind

of revenge—a dish best served wordy.

I am a firecracker. I am a hurricane

with an all-seeing eye cloaked in a

bog of smoke. Feel my wrath like an

ulcer taking refuge in your throat.

You will not shoot me down. You

will not give me a crown and expect

me not to wear it. I will write myself back

alive, and your knife will take a nosedive.

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Richard Scott Moreland's avatar

I miss her touch her face that glow’s like a dream it was real

Her silky blonde hair that blows through the air like an ocean breeze on the beach

I’ve been in dark places for many a years and pulled into places where I’d rather not have been

I dream of the day I can hug my family and friends

I love you son

I miss the beach walking bare feet and the waves continue to cool my heart

Walk with me please

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