Posted in Creative Writing, Poetry

Another One Bites the Dust

Wandering, wondering…

Rapidly swirling, twirling…

Which way is up? Because I know which way is down.

It has become evident that it is always the same. Everytime I think it’s going to turn into something good, I find out I’ve been deceived.

Deceived by my own hope and faith.

It appears all is wasted. There is no hope and I’ve lost all faith.

When will I find where I belong?

Is there such a place?


A proud momma to Pedro, a gorgeous Cane Corso, American Staffordshire Terrier fur-baby. I've recently adopted little Oakley... a Great Pyrenees, German Shepherd, Pit mix puppy and little Oliver, an animated orange kitten. I was proudly raised in the middle of cornfields, barefoot, playing in the dirt. I have grown to appreciate all of God’s land, all that occupy it, and any way I can stay creative on it... including writing.

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