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The Rage Returns

It’s pretty obvious that my rage is coming back.  “Angry Max” is taking over and I am powerless to stop him.  I know what is happening but everything I’ve taught myself over the last year is completely gone.   311 more words

Observation

Five Photos Five Stories: Time and Tide:Nonet

Chilly  mornings, warm  light  evenings

Sunrise, sunset all things  done.

Ripples of  joy, tides of grieving .

Time gathers  momentum

Dead leaves  rise  and  fall… 93 more words

Rather

Before this life fades away on me
I will hold you tight while you’re still in reach
Now as this light shines on to me… 83 more words

Poetry

Shit day

Nothing good to report here. Today has been a total shit day. My brain is not dealing well with my emotions which are not dealing well with my life. 7 more words

Depression And Anxiety

Last thought in a Playground

She’s beating the

crap out of me

I want to be

retaliatory

But I can’t find a gap

to even try

and hit back

She kicks me in…

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Kait King Poetry

Is it better to hear of death or witness it? For I had suffered both and could not tell you. To have a person vanish in your arms is too real for life, a blow to the bones, but to hear of it is to be utterly blind: reaching, stumbling about, hoping to touch the truth.

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Book Quotes

page three

Let’s start this story in the middle.  That’s where the cats like it.  Where it’s warm and inviting, where the sun casts a glow on the crease between weathered pages and new crisp ones.  511 more words

Cats