It’s hard to hear the cry of ones voice

In the Wilderness

You know the pain the moment their scream

Pierces your ears

The crackle of tree branches snapping

Echoing in the silence of oblivion

You hear them scramble, reaching for hope

Only to find the sand beneath them sinking

Further into darkness

And all you can do is scream their name

In hopes they hear you

Begging them to hang on

That help is somehow coming

You fall to your knees and feel 

The ground tremble

The aching hunger of the earth

Longing to drink them in like 

Some ravaged animal

You beat upon it in wretched hatred

As society locks them away with 

No care of its own

Lord, have mercy on them!

she wanted to be the kind of girl

who got second glances.....

not because of how she looked,

but because of how she looked at others

she wanted to be the kind of girl

you could tell knew things....

not because of how she spoke,

but because of how she listened to others

she wanted to be the kind of girl

whose presence was wanted....

not because of who she was,

but because of how she made others feel

she wanted to be the kind of girl

who changed the world....

not just because of what she did,

but because of what she encouraged others to do

OK Everyone!, to all my buddies out there: I just need to unload (like I did in the toilet a few minutes ago, hemorrhoids improving). My boss is an absolute idiot. Some of you know him from my texts, Arthor Augustine. I am very worried about the lab results I'll be getting soon. Someone comfort me! I wonder about being on a list or having to contact some 'peeps'. Well, I got pretty fuckin' drunk last night. Now I'll have to explain my facial bruise. Long story, I can't really remember. Oh! Here is a pic of breakfast! Don't be jealous. Going out of town this weekend. It's a convention to learn how to flip houses. I'm just leaving some food out for the cats. OK, I've got to go back to being the Judge in this town. People are so stupid.

Forgive me; I don't do social media so I cannot fulfill the second part of the challenge! I'm laughing my ass off!

I sat in my parents car starry eyed at him as we me small talked in his driveway. All the while he sat outside the driver's side and threw small gravel rocks in the car rims but I fell in love!

The captain of the cross country ski team had to "cancel our date for a meet" but I was in love with him!

My mouth was red and sore from his braces as I was in love with tall Eric.

He wanted me to touch him 'there'. I didn't want to, but I was in love with Eric!

His voice sounded so good in the church quire. I joined the quire because Eric would be there.

My parents said we had to move away. I would have waited forever for Eric, but he didn't shed a tear and cheated on me the day before I moved away.

He avoided me and didn't say 'good-bye'.

I wrote many letters of forgiveness and longing. His silence spoke but I didn't want to or couldn't listen. His parents made him send the prom pictures four months later.

I finally got them.

Feather in his loaded cap

Blind as a lovesick bat

His feet upon his doormat

I hate to think of that

He never loved me back

When we were three

My twin sister and me

My mother brought us to class

To clumsy to dance, we fell on our ass

Just barely walking

Our instructor baulking

Deemed us too clumsy

Decreed we'd never plie gracefully

Mother hung her head in shame

Her girls would never achieve dancing fame

Now, like a permanent marker dress

I wear my clumsy legged mess

Not so stubborn, it seems

I let another's words bend my dreams

I'm tapping my toes to all the good I can do

Even when I trip over my own shoe!!!