Writing without inhibitions.
Caution to the wind.
Seeing if the pen is mightier than the sword. Or if it will simply run out of ink.
Category: Stories
“Strange” – Let’s Talk About It!
The further I step into my 40’s, the more I feel at peace with solitude. And I’m not sure if that’s healthy or a coping mechanism for disappointment.
Either way, I’m here now. And it feels like being outside of myself in another reality.
“Lost in Translation” ~ Romantic Musings
Love not lies! I want the OTHER four letter word!
“Let’s Begin” ~ Snapped…
There had to be punishment.
One could not simply do what you did and go unscathed. No. There had to be retribution. And I’m here for it. Despite what has been said, revenge is definitely best served warm with tea. Maybe even a hearty meal.
But it must be served. In a manner so subtly perfect, that you won’t even realize it is being served at all. You’ll just feel the discomfort without knowing why. It will make you torn from within. Distraught and anguished.
I can’t wait to get started.
“Snapped” ~ The Afterthoughts…
After everything, this is where I ended up? A shell? A weaker version of my greatness? A teary eyed doe in the headlights of a truck that will not stop?
For what?
A touch? A left over smile that wasn’t meant for me to begin with? Crumbs?
Am I no better than crumbs? Than lies so easily whispered in the throws of passion? Than the consolation prize?
I see. And you will see too. But when you do, you will have no idea what you’re looking at. And then you will be me.
I should have just eaten the cake…
“2020” ~ The Afterthoughts…
My heart was only as safe as the hands I allowed to hold it.
In hindsight, you showed me how unsafe you were. I just chose to see otherwise.
“I Spy” Entrepreneur Mom Life
I make sure my daughters have time to talk to me about anything.
And I have family members spying on all their social media accounts.
“No Rest” ~ Entrepreneur Mom Life
I schedule myself to only work during my business hours.
I also stay up late thinking of ways to grow my business.
“Discovered” Romantic Musings
Did I cry tears of gold? Or hide behind sheets of stars? When you swam through my oceans of pain, how were you able to see me?
“Intimacy” Romantic Musings
I feel your presence, your strength, enter me. Your soul covers me.
You see me, my love.
Ebony Mystique 