Still Air

Still Air, Still Air; the helpless lay bare. Frozen, in shambles, all left with no care. Hearts stop beating and Lungs lose their air. We won’t make a movement, no, not one would dare. The dead, they have fallen, the rest live in fear. Call down the mountains, please bury us here. Climb to the heavens,…

Our Opinions Are Valid.

It’s hard to be taken seriously when you suffer from Mental Illness. For those of you who suffer from a form of mental illness, I’m sure you have come across this once or twice. Our convictions and opinions are swiftly brushed aside because we are “crazy” or “having a bad head day” or whatever other reason comes…

As The Storms Rage.

Coffee, Strife on vinyl and the winds of winter blowing the snow around. Don’t forget the overstimulated kids running around and, surprisingly, not skipping my record. My patience is feeling pretty thin this morning as I sit and try to ignore the loudness of the screams and the intermittent tattling. Gypsy (the older dog) seems…