Saturday, September 26, 2015

The versatile blogger award

      

I've been nominated by Stevehan, an amazing creative writer. Thank you Stevehan! This gives me a lot more confidence in my writing.

Rules:
Thank the person who gave you this award
Include a link to their blog
Choose 15 blogs that you've recently discovered, or follow regularly
Tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself


7 random facts about myself
- I'm a natural red head
- I was in ballet for 12-years
- I love spending time with children
- I was born in Detroit, MI
(Raised in metro Detroit)
- I dream to perform dancing and flow arts.
- When I was 13-years-old a poem of mine was published in a book.
- I prefer Coca-Cola over Pepsi because it has more carbonation. I don't even like the flavor cola.
- I refuse to have more than one cat (My fluff ball Gypsy), because I fear I'll become a crazy cat lady.

I nominate the following bloggers
Josie, Cat, Areeba, Iris, Anna, Kim, Kitten Vixen, Jenna, Natalie, HAWWA, Devonshi, Karen, Selly, B, Brandi

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Roses are red

      

      I've come to fancy the madness down here. Roses are red, violets talk with you, the tea is much better, much warmer as it brewed. The keys in my hand, and I've managed to find the lock. Sometimes I wonder what would've happened if I just would've knocked. 

      Sometimes I wonder why I keep wandering on. The further I get, the further the madness escalates. Smiles guide me, but I'm not sure where. I remember where the light is...I want out of here. 

      I had followed a path from the bottom of the rabbit hole. Made it all the way to where I am now, a beautiful flower garden. I pick a rose to put in my hair, and turn to go on my way. The path has vanished. Brushed away like Hansel and Gretal's path of crumbs...

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Light of reality


      Wandering isn't fun down here if you haven't already caught on from my last two pit stops. As I wander curious where to go I suddenly felt hope. Looked up, and the light...the daylight. Reality. A human hand!? Finally somebody starts to pull me up. 

      The way out of the rabbit hole is much different than when you fall down. When you fall, time stops. Everything stops. Once the clock starts, you must work your way out. Figure a way back up (without pulling a helping hand down). Grasp the process of reality. The higher you reach, more reality kicks in. I need more strength to climb out. It's time to think initiative...

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Locked


      The tea party wasn't a success, as I'm still lost. Lost in my mind, locked in a delusion. Eating doesn't even feel real. One cookie alone is enough to make me feel 10x bigger. Maybe because I'm already so full. Full of fear and regrets.
      Sinking, shrinking, until I'm drowning in my own tears. This room has taken control of me mentally and physically. I have the key in my hand...all I have to find is the lock.