Tag: Confessions

  • #106: The Wicked Webs of Wild Wolves (In Sheep’s Clothing)

    #106: The Wicked Webs of Wild Wolves (In Sheep’s Clothing)

    Death has a funny way of sorting people out of your life. For whatever reason, it opens your eyes to the individuals masquerading around pretending to be something they’re not. That’s something I learned and have carried with me for the last year. I quickly found out who I could and couldn’t trust in the…

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  • #105: Some Seek Forgiveness, I Just Want Peace…

    #105: Some Seek Forgiveness, I Just Want Peace…

    I’m forcing myself to write tonight. I don’t really want to, but I know that I need to. Part of that healing process, I guess. Force yourself to do that which you know will be beneficial etc…etc…It’s too bad that’s the last thing I want to do. I find it increasingly difficult to write these…

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  • #104: (Funeral) Dirge

    #104: (Funeral) Dirge

    Sorrow has overflowed my soul…Bare with me as I journal my grief…I’m trying to find healing…I’m trying to find hope… Welcome to my mind. Find my previous entry here: #103: The Silence that Screams What was it? 3 days…4 days…Maybe 5 since he died? Days were beginning to blur. Screaming sessions, involuntary moments of weeping had…

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  • #103: The Silence that Screams

    #103: The Silence that Screams

    Sorrow has overflowed my soul…Bare with me as I journal my grief…I’m trying to find healing…I’m trying to find hope… Welcome to my mind. Find my previous entry here: #102: A Picture Worth a Thousand Words “You could’ve been there more.” A familiar voice echoed through the darkness… “You should’ve visited more often…” My apartment was…

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  • #102: A Picture Worth a Thousand Words

    #102: A Picture Worth a Thousand Words

    Sorrow has overflowed my soul…Bare with me as I journal my grief…I’m trying to find healing…I’m trying to find hope… Welcome to my mind. Find my first entry here: #101: July 29th, 2017   July 29th, 2017 “He’s gone.” The words my father had just spoken rung hollow in my ears. I couldn’t quite reconcile the…

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