I have become a stalker
hunting through the shadows we used to frequent
looking for the man with the audacity to walk away
the one who hasn't died from my defection
who taunts me with his obvious well being
refusing to play by the rules of the game he created
turning my love into obsession
raping me of my dignity and self respect
disappearing into a place I cannot follow
leaving me to dangle on the rope of my own making
I thought I had to much pride to beg
apparently there is no end to the humility
brought on by the word Goodbye
About Me
- Beautiful Chaos
- I am a 32 year old woman, married with 2 beautiful daughters. My writing is often brutally honest,as is life and may contain content not suitable to some viewers. If you are easily shockable this may not be the page for you. However, I must state that not everything you read on here is about my life, some is fiction, or things I have witnessed others go through. Sharing is often difficult as it is a personal look at my inner soul; if you are good at discerning such things you can see me for who I truly am, not the me I present to the world. There is no order to the writing, the new is mixed with the old,the pain with the love, tis truly chaos. Reading over my blog I suddenly realized that I must sound like a damn junkie. For the record, yes I did inhale, in high school, which is the only time in my life I used drugs recreationally. My father however, was addicted to crystal meth from his teenage years till his death in his late twenties. I am quite familiar with drug addiction and its effects. I did play pretty hard with alcohol abuse though, for a couple years and probably came within a hair's width of full blown physiological addiction, and much of my writing does address that.
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