Category: griefing
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(1.4) Truths below my hollowed heart
Since I’m an unreliable narrator, it’s entirely possible for me to create a narrative view that is a placebo, a placeholder for the truth, or a super vitamin for the mind. The tangent world experience I have, could entirely be a set up to a grand joke or game that I am playing without knowing…
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(1.3) Truths below my hollowed heart
Off this winding way spiraling down hell like a rehearsed drive without a hearse, flatline feels like waking calls to check in on me like I’m dead. Look in talented sophistication as I turn to the men that are capable cannibals that eat themselves in despair. I didn’t lather them in soft tasting scents for…
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(1.2) Truths below my hollowed heart
I cough a lung of sea water and I roll over to my knees. Up my head tilts to the sea from where I had left the ocean and at a sight of water as an aquatic ceiling of uplifted waters. But in the middle of mad mayhem of darkened and true ancient lores; as…
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(1.1) Truths below my hollowed heart
In a place I shouldn’t be, a time of day I shouldn’t be out in, and in a harsh weathering state out in the world as well as in myself. I walk close to the edge of a pier and I feel the water basking its weight when it jumps on top of the metal…
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Departed Trail Book:1 Ch:6 Section:1
I was at a church conference half of Friday and half of Saturday morning when I started to get sick or at least worn out. Preachers talked about how Christ went after the sinner, the theft on the cross, and those that needed redemption for their actions. Of course I was in the spirit of…
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Departed Trail Book:1 Ch:5 Section:1
Jumping ahead to the meat of my life in a summarized manner. After the parties, my sister was left with my brother in law. He had built a beautiful stand for my sister; with a hanging black and white portrait of her beautiful braced smile. Of course there were sunflowers by her urn. Mementos from…
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Departed Trail Book:1 Ch:4 Section:1
“I wish to dream of blessings, that my dear Heavenly Father will start up a prayer within me, I wonder what it would say in my head. Would it be an equation to solve a list of questions; like: is she alive and renewed in a new infant body, in heaven and happy, died satisfied…
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Departed Trail Book:1 Ch.3 Section:1
“By the flowers of some dream, I can’t help but see you there at night arguing with me about everything we would argue and share. I would always stand stupidly before you crying, cause you were my second mother. There will be no love like yours in my life, no matter if I have a…
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Departed Trail Book:1 CH.2 Section:1
Back to the hospital. I walked to the benches, in the front of the Hospital discharge and pick up, where I sat down. Time passed and my eldest brother came out crying and I sat next to him to comfort him a bit before he left to go with a family friend that came with…
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Departed Trail Book:1 CH.1 Section:1
Vacant of a sassy smile along with unfocused eyes. I couldn’t find any familiarity in who laid before me. Struggling to be still as pumps struck her with some working purpose to keep her alive. I heard harsh breathing from her; where before I knew her laughter and loudness. There was a brownish dye to…
Departed trail & Bitter trials. 