SoCS: Miss Downtrodden

Impoverished existence Empty, hollow I can hardly breathe Barely swallow   Ziva? Yes mom? I hope you’re not writing about yourself. Ummm…maybe… Really?   Starvation chases Empty, hollow I can barely think Death follows   Ziva! Yes mom? Have you called the ASPCA? Ummm…maybe… Really?   Sleep eludes Empty, hollow…   Ziva! What? Sleep is your middle name. It doesn’t feel like it. Really?   Sleep eludes Empty, hollow I can scarcely rest Self-pity wallows   Ziva? Yes mom? AnyRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: Happy Heart

This certainly is true…in my humble opinion. One can choose how their heart feels, no matter the playing field. Are my circumstances perfect? No. Are anyone’s circumstances perfect? Probably not. As a human, I have freedom of thought and freedom to choose how I feel about my status and environment. I can wallow in misery and defeat when life hands me lemons…or I can turn the yellow fruit into meringue pie. I can feel sorry for myself when faced withRead more