Dull Blade

Dull Blade

This thing between us has gone on for too long

Habits that cannot be broken

Habits that we can’t walk away from

When did we stop caring

And start hurting

When I see you I feel it...

The dull blade of the knife cutting at me

Each snub is a cut

Hurt upon hurt

Let us end this madness now

Or at least find a new, sharp blade

Baaaaad Blogger. *Sad face*

I’ve been a bad blogger, people. Sorry about that. I’ll catch you up on what’s been going on:

-     -  Finished my MMA-themed Romance book and submitted it to some agents. Hopefully I’ll have some good news to share soon

-      - Gearing up for DFWcon. This will be my 3^rd year attending and I can’t wait

-      - Also about to head out to the Arkansas Literary Festival … like I’m literally leaving tomorrow

-       -Working on two very different projects now. One was planned. The other, not so much.

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Also, here’s an angsty poem for you all…

I feel like screaming until I can’t scream anymore

Why do I let you do this over and over

You would think that I’ve had enough,

But apparently I haven’t

I get so sick and tired of seeing you everywhere

And then hearing how great you are

Why do they get to see that side

And all I see is the side I know

Maybe one day I’ll have enough

Stop giving a f*ck about you

But until then I sit here and wait

And each day start to hate you a little more.

LOL, love to you all. <3 p="">

Old Poem and old memories

I was cleaning out my closet when i came upon my old poetry notebook. Yes, i dabble in poetry. Sometimes it helps me clear my mind or helps me get something out of my system. I'm not claiming to be a poet laurent here, but i like them lol.

Anyway, here is one that i wrote when i was a teenager. I am pretty sure it was about my crush and how he didnt notice me (but i dont remember his name, so must not have been love ;) ) Gosh, i was so angsty!

ANGST

I was stupid for wanting

Stupid for feeling

Stupid for hoping

Stupid for needing

When will I learn

When will I see

That no matter what

Some things will never be

It was fun while it lasted

It was too good to be true

I should have known

I wasn’t good enough for you

I try not to take it personally

I try not to take it to heart

But you have it down, you see

Almost like a painful art

I was stupid for wanting

Stupid for feeling

Smart for growing

And somehow I am dealing

LOL i hope you all enjoyed this little sample! Maybe one day i will publish a poetry book, but i seriously am not holding my breath lol!