Lacking the fresh spring scent, my thoughts spin like a cotton rainbow in a dryer at the wash-n-go on the corner. Emotions, colorized in the absence of the light, do not bleed or fade but rather mix and match. Pain is painted in azure strands entwined with raging rouge, while shame is sewn into black pockets lined with blame tumbling within my mind, body and soul. Hours upon hours pass and still, I remain trapped in a spin cycle, never ending.
Glimpses of yesteryear, seep in sepia through the cracks created by time's hammer, pasting animosity to resentment. Keyhole peeks decay finger painted smiles as five years of shadow-bound silence unfolds. My mind runs to escape and stumbles into the hexagon of today, where yesterday wrote the interior design of who I am. The blueprinted instructions of me are buried deep, held hostage somewhere within an encrypted complexity too simple to see.
Playfulness sets off a hair trigger and I am catapulted to a time of barbie dolls and teddy bears where blue ribbons hugged pig tails and patent leather soles tip toed to mass in Sunday's best. That morning the church pew creaked in promise not to tell, as my eyes swelled telling the tales of tiny tickles turned torturous to a frail frame. And when the bells rang with a final Amen, the choir sang Hallelujah as an angel child walked away damning...
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wow princess, you realy tug at the heart strings with this powerful write that leaves me with a tear for yesterdays child and dark dreams mixed with past reality. a very deep and dark but exelent write
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this is amazing -
It's been a long long while since I stopped by... and I'm glad I did. This really is a striking write... Vivid imagery, and a rich pallot of textures with undertones of emotion breathe life into thie woeful tale unspoken.
Rainbows,
~RJ~
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OH MY !!!!
This is deep pensive and takes the reader on a journey
both introspective bitter in some cases and sad.
There is a lot on this plate and I am truly hiumbled your your true talent!
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{Not a message or a comment, Bel...Just a hug}
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Rather intense thoughts my dear sister...
Wish I had the eloquency to sit and pen my thoughts in such a wonderous way
Love you much and good to see your pen!
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Wow! This is a beautifully penned piece, with amazing imagery and emotion. I loved the depth of this prose, as well as the personality penned into it. The subject matter is so controversial and thought provoking. A perfect piece for hours of discussion. Thanks for sharing such a wonderful piece, etched from so mysterious of layers.
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Beautifully written, very raw and heart-wrenching truths.
Love you mum.
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This fills me with such an odd mixture of thoughts, feelings and emotions and as we both know, I can be a very emotional person. This piece has a two edged sword sewn within. It really reaches into the heart of me. I think you have penned things that so many of us have felt but perhaps couldn't put into writing quite so eloquently. Then again, maybe they were afraid to open that "Pandora's Box" of soulful designs within the mind. I love the way you have stated this Hun.
♥ Touchof1der
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