• Tonight

    Tonight the pain becomes a central idea, a notion, a recall, a, sort of, panacea. Tonight turns life happy toward celebration, the opportunity to herald a healthy decision. What happened then could occur tomorrow, might even be a possibility without my halo, for the reality of our lives is a fragile pedestal we could so…

  • Addicts Hold On

    We do hang on while figuring out how to let go. I am often trapped inside a need to please everyone, and when I cannot, I obsess about that one difficult situation, generally that one person who I cannot fix. Why should I have to fix anyone anyway; I usually end up realizing I have…