Domesticated Abuse

Red roses, back rubs and champagne, A flash of his smile had me going insane Red roses, back rubs and champagne, Held in his arms, I’d finally been claimed. Red roses, back rubs and champagne, My heart in my chest, I tried to maintain. Red roses, back rubs and champagne, Professing his love in poems..Continue reading “Domesticated Abuse”

Real Encounter with God

They say when it rains it pours and where there’s thunder, there’s a storm. So be thankful for the power and courage to return to the norm. Forever second-guessing and my mind was always torn, seemingly lost like in October’s adventure through a maze of corn. Asking: what is the purpose? What for? Why wasContinue reading “Real Encounter with God”