Monthly Archives: June 2017
728 Some Other Time [10 August 2005]
Some other time, he might look into my eyes. He would stand in the sun and I his shadow. Some other time, my lips might meet his, changing my life as it was. Some other time, I would choose love … Continue reading
727 Turning Away [02 August 2005]
Should I walk away in darkness from the only thing that has kept me alive? Will I turn my back on the one thing that has given me hope? © Johanna Fugitt 2017
726 Longing [02 August 2005]
She searches for the eyes that will meet hers. Desperately she looks to those who never will. It is a need born within the lonely heart of a woman faced with an eternity of solitude. © Johanna Fugitt 2017
725 Freedom [02 August 2005]
The silence here is deafening. I see through the mirrors of my fears, reflecting the only truth that is known to me. Words speak that time will relinquish this hold, that I shall one day be free of this prison. … Continue reading
724 Ka~yu [02 August 2005]
The glint in his eye, makes me wish I was a bass guitar. To feel his fingers play my strings, so I would sing just how he likes me to would be something of a dream come true. The glint … Continue reading
723 No Less [30 July 2005]
The tearing of my flesh hurts no less than the breaking of my heart. The crimson rivulets weep down my arms, expressing what I can not. I am closed, cut off, torn from emotion, desperate for the touch. The experience … Continue reading
722 Failure [30 July 2005]
Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I cannot be. What do I change? How will I break? Maybe I’ll fall down on my knees. Maybe I’ll plead. Maybe I’ll beg. Maybe the tears will run down my face. Maybe … Continue reading
721 Help Me [21 July 2005]
I lie in shadows torn between what’s wrong and what’s right. Inside the cage of my heart, truth begs to break through the iron bars of my lips. The key is held in my hand, but that appendage only answers … Continue reading
720 Cassidy [21 July 2005]
I feel her warmth against my back, settled along the top of the couch, hear the popping of the fabric and turn to catch her red-pawed. She is there in my dreams whispering that it will be all right. Climbs … Continue reading
719 I Will [16 July 2005]
I watch as morning comes, the light slowly chasing the shadows into hiding until the sun sleeps once more. And yet I myself cannot close my eyes, for sleep would not find me. Visions keep me as dreams do not … Continue reading