Ms. Abominable


I’ve had enough of the snow.

It is beautiful as it blankets the earth, though it’s cold and wet as your heart.

I have had many more moments to reflect on the damage we created. We were both blind and trying to lead the other. You are my winters now. You arrive late as usual and sweep all away. I shovel your burden throughout the days, yet you always return with a vengeance that I’ll never forget.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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