BLUE, COLD LIKE MY HEART
SUFFOCATING TO MY SOUL
LEAVING ME UNDONE
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Shipwrecked
It was summer on the island when they met. Jenna was fresh out of college, eager to start nursing school in the fall. Her last minute decision to ditch the summer internship she had been consumed with landing for her entire college career and instead spend the time working in her uncle’s small town pharmacy had lifted an invisible weight from her shoulders she hadn’t been aware she was even carrying. She felt free to finally be herself for the first time that she could remember. When she left the house that day, she was blissfully unaware that the next person she met, would alter everything she knew about life in ways she could never have imagined.
By Melissa Adam5 years ago in Humans
No Word Comes Near Enough
The English language has its limits. I learned this when I became a student of the Bible and looked up the Greek and Hebrew definitions behind the Scriptures I loved. Some languages have so much more depth and power than the one I use to convey my thoughts. But, even so, I don't think any word could ever come close to describing this void and pain I am journeying through. I don't know how to swim through its murky waters.
By Shirley Belk5 days ago in Poets
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