Sorrow took over when anguish cried fear just grew and grew inside All that I loved died in the night my hopes and dreams were out of sight Nobody cared or noticed that [...]

Having PTSD And Depression

When I arrived for my second appointment yesterday with A., the first thing she said to me was, "I want you to know that you do indeed have PTSD." She told me that while we already knew this, the diagnostic questionnaire I filled out the previous week also confirmed this. She went on to tell me [...]

A Tribute To The Soul

Like a double edged sword a poem cuts the soul wide open exposing its deep dark inner secrets that break the human spirit the ones that fear loves to choke like a vice squeezing tighter and tighter trying relentlessly to silence Words overflow as they wrestle in the soul like the dance of a tango each rhyme pushing nudging creating a [...]


I wrote last Thursday's fictional post, Hopes And Dreams, around two or three weeks ago. I have been experiencing a lot of stress for the past several weeks. Things ended with Lucy. Then I started to see Sandy, but after three weeks it became very apparent this was not going to work out either. Nothing bad happened, just [...]