I am a woman who life may have passed by...my husband was killed in a car accident , leaving me with four young children to raise. Life is a challenge , but an adventure. My writing and my offspring keep me going. If there are any hot older gentlemen out there, haha...

My passion is ...

Writing, reading, my children ! And movies!

I know too much about ...

Being poor!

My parents always told me ...

Always wear clean underwear in case you get into an accident.

My childhood ambition ...

I have always wanted to have a big , loving family.

My favorite memory ...

Getting my degree and having kids.

Why I write ...

It is cathartic. It is a part of me!

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

It varies!

My first job ...

handing out blades in an ice skating rink.

My best moment ...

when the food arrives at the table, haha!

My inspiration ...

People who have overcome great adversity.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicidal thoughts

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Pretend it is comfortable.
think of the prize,
if you ignore the obvious.
and keep telling lies.

The reward being sanity,
imagine it all.
The assemblance of normal,
before a big fall...

Fake the smile,
and show up for life,
while your head is open,
thoughts turn to strife.

Cast a shadow,
dark on the earth,
the blackness embodied,
that is felt since birth.

Look in the mirror,
the demons survive,
only you can see them,
and they'll eat you alive.

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