Vice Grip

Ever feel like your heart is being squeezed to the point where it takes your breath away?

That's what it feels like when your loved one betrays you, dies, lies, leaves or just runs into the arms of  life without you.

I love to write because it has always been a way of putting it all out there for me. I heal through my writing and the words that flow out of me. I recently discovered it can hurt others even when unattended, for that I am truly sorry. 
My words were never meant to expose one another's faults or imperfections but to expose the pain that this life dishes out and if I can help anyone else through my struggles and the victories found in them then it hasn't all been for nothing

I write about what this world takes from others. I also write about what this world has taken from me. The world can be so beautiful and yet so ugly and cruel. I hate to love it but love to hate it too

This life goes by so fast, I thought I knew who I was and who I would be, only to find out I am not what I thought, but I am still what I never imagined I could be.
Sounds confusing I know but its just the way I see it. In other words sometimes we think life is suppose to be one way and it ends up another and sometimes its better then we could ever imagined it ever being.

 Right now tonight, I am struggling with what the world is throwing at me
I'm consumed by fear, sadness, disappointment and worry
I feel alone and pretend I am not
So, I write...
My smile masks my pain and my laughter covers my tears
My need to stay busy covers my loss, but when the day is done and its quiet I have to deal with me and the way I feel about today 
So I write...

When I feel like my heart is being squeezed by a vice grip and I can't take a breath from the pain being so severe I write as tho it's my confession

 I look up and after I've poured myself out for all of heaven to hear, I lay down my pen or close my laptop then close my eyes 

I guess you can say I've handed my heart, with all it's mess and shattered pieces to my father to fix, mend and heal

My writing isn't about creating more pain but healing from it