• Faith commented on the post, repressed 3 years, 3 months ago

    The memory sat repressed, lodged into the back of her mind. Occasionally something would come up and she could feel it wiggle loose, hanging on the thread of her subconscious. She always shoved it back in place. It did not deserve free reign.

  • Faith commented on the post, exactly 3 years, 5 months ago

    How many things in life are exact? I don’t exactly know. One or two, or quite a few, but it’s hard to know for sure. To be exact is a taxing practice, and oftentimes I see no point to it.

  • Faith commented on the post, damage 3 years, 5 months ago

    We are all damaged. This is a universal truth. No one is without fault. Without damage of any kind. However, this does not mean we are unworthy. We are still deserving of love, of kindness. Our damage does not define us. It united us.

  • Faith commented on the post, lullaby 4 years, 1 month ago

    Hush little baby, don’t you cry, Daddy’s gonna sing you a lullaby. And if that lullaby plays slow, then little baby don’t you know. Daddy’s gonna try for all his worth, but sometimes life just gets worse. Hush little baby, don’t make a sound, sunny days will soon come ’round.

  • Faith commented on the post, rocker 4 years, 1 month ago

    The rocker sat on the front porch. The old chair hadn’t seen any use in ages, but no one had the heart to get rid of it. The couple that lived in that house had been so nice, and they had always sat on their rockers together. Now they just sat there, collecting dust and rotting, and holding a lifetime of memories.

  • Faith commented on the post, bleeding 4 years, 4 months ago

    I’m bleeding. I don’t really know why I’m surprised, the bullet went right through me. I guess I just wasn’t expecting to bleed quite this much.
    It’s quiet. Good. I don’t think I could’ve handled it if it wasn’t.
    I lay here dying, staring up at the stars. And I’m thinking, this isn’t how I wanted to go. I wanted to touch those stars some day. I…[Read more]

  • Faith commented on the post, promise 4 years, 5 months ago

    I promise to stand by you, through thick and thin. I promise to stand for you, if you ever fall again. I promise to stand with you, through whatever you may face. And I promise to walk with you, through life’s unending race.

  • Faith commented on the post, lord 4 years, 5 months ago

    The Lord of Time sat on his box, and pondered all creation. Nothing was spared from his thoughts, or his fascination. He found a girl and took her hand, so they could have great fun. And when danger struck he’d stand by her side, in her ear he’d whisper “Run.”

  • Faith commented on the post, cook 4 years, 6 months ago

    The sunlight beats down on us, it feels like it’s cooking us to our cores. The heat glistens off the pavement, creating the illusion of water. Giving us hope that isn’t really there. We keep walking. All roads end somewhere.

  • Faith commented on the post, dysfunctional 4 years, 9 months ago

    So much is dysfunctional. Dysfunctional families, relationships, homes, workplaces. It’s sad, really, to think that there’s so much in the world that just doesn’t work.

  • Faith commented on the post, banks 4 years, 10 months ago

    The banks of the river were overrun with grass and weeds. This made them excellent hiding places for snakes and frogs, and really what ever creature wished to hide there.

  • Faith commented on the post, overalls 4 years, 11 months ago

    This reminds me of my great uncle. He’s always in overalls. Maybe he’s the reason I like them so much, because I have fond memories of visiting him and my aunt.

  • Faith commented on the post, science 4 years, 11 months ago

    There is no science in love and war. For some reason, this is the only phrase that comes to mind with this word. I shall let you decipher it yourselves.

  • Faith commented on the post, motion 4 years, 12 months ago

    Keep moving forward.
    Never stop.

  • Faith commented on the post, soups 5 years ago

    The scent of soups wafted about the kitchen. Many kinds were being made. Soups for the soul, and the spirit. Soups to fill an empty stomach, and love to fill empty hearts.

  • Faith commented on the post, seeds 5 years ago

    The seeds of doubt have been planted. Small packages of life just waiting to burst a grow. We must not let them take root, and thus destroy the ground completely. There are better things to grow.

  • Faith commented on the post, cathedral 5 years ago

    The cathedral was quiet. Abandoned ages ago, little sound ever found its way there. Occasionally a cricket would cast its sad song, but then it would realize none were there to hear it so it, and the cathedral […]

  • Faith commented on the post, leading 5 years, 1 month ago

    Leading the way was a light. No one could truly make out what it was, but it shined on, lighting the path for them. So they all learned to follow the light, knowing it would lead them home.

  • Faith commented on the post, outgoing 5 years, 1 month ago

    He was outgoing. No one could deny that. He would jump into any conversation, any situation if he felt like it would help break the ice. No one really knew him though. They could all just say he was outgoing.

  • Faith commented on the post, scorn 5 years, 2 months ago

    The look of scorn the man threw her way was genuine. There was no love in his eyes, only disdain. The girl snorted and brushed her hair over her shoulder. If only he knew. The man walked away as the girl returned […]