Posted in Daily Diary

Something Better

A lot has happened since my last entry. Some things that I’m proud of, some things I’m not so proud of. It might take me some time to start divulging some of that information because only Lord knows who is actually reading this.

I walked myself into a careless situation which caused a severe loss of freedom. I don’t even know how to describe the things that I was forced into experiencing. I’ve never felt the way that I did the last month of my life. Yet, so many beautiful things were formed from this experience. It sounds so damn cheesy to say it, but I literally got a new lease on life. So much of this world is ugly and painful… but beautiful things come from the brokenness that we live through.

I’m going to just write some bologna that hints about what I’ve been dealing with. I think it’ll be easier that way.

Loneliness set in
the pain immense
trying to breathe

It’s all natural
living like this
for so long

Too much energy
to change
the circumstances
the routine

Continuing to circle
the drain
swirling water carrying me

Can’t grab hold
on my own
too proud to ask

Nothing can be done
not without me
stubborn comfortable
false safety

What’s next?
death or near it
it’s all my choice and

Takes a whirlwind
of situations to
force us out of


Curly Kali Sue


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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