My life in Quotes

  Into the Mirror There was a mirror sitting in the old dusty attic. It could tell stories but save that for tales of Snow White. There was a sheet protecting it from receiving any more memories. It was sturdy and reached towards the ceiling. Full of emotions that can be felt today. The sheet moved; I heard a slight clinking with a sway of a rosery. The perfect beginning to every day started at the pointed corner. Mirrors trap everything even if you’re not using them, It takes in all of life that passes it. It recalls prayers at the foot of the bed, You were raised to clutch that symbol. It stopped meaning something. The bombs dropped. That rosery was left on that corner. You didn’t need that symbol. Somehow, I get that. The world never knows us alive when we’re not famous, The world will never remember us either after we’re gone. As that doesn’t matter, just the souls that join in heaven. Long after you’re gone and my children ask about thei...

“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” ―  Laurell K. Hamilton,  Mistral's Kiss I'm writing this because if I don't get to tell my story, the story is over! I feel suicidal, fear,  anger, humiliation, and I don't know who I am. I am not this guy, I'm not a coward and I won't back down in the face of hard times.  You do know time just doesn't start in one place for humanity. This starts in 2017 when I won my disability court case and I was told don't talk about the earnings. I'm a certifiable dumb ass kinda. I didn't directly say how much I won but I said I had won the case to some "friends". The person capitalized on it and wrecked my world. Will justice be served? I don't know, I didn't press charges because he was supposed to be my friend. I wrote a bit about the guy that stole my money in good faith to pay me back. I helped him way more than I could help m...