Demon

He told me resentful tales of taking up arms to slay my demons

I had no demons before him
He was my demon

-gws

One Night

One night
The stars whispered your name
They outlined your image in their sky
And I fell

-gws

He Loved Her Quietly

He loved her quietly
Though his eyes shouted it to the stars

-gws

Affirmation Journal Entry #1

I am worthy.
I am deserving of feeling good in my body.
I am deserving of comfort.
I am fiercely smart.
I am talented as f😘ck!
-gws

Good Morning

A little storm cloud wanted to be painted in the colors of dawn and so it stood in the sunlight, basking in joy.
-gws

(photo by me taken while waiting to grab my to-go coffee this morning.)

Mood

I am in a mood
A place
A space
Where I have no desire
To live with grace
Where rage itches
Beneath my skin
And I do not wish
To let anyone in
I want to bare my teeth
To growl
To snarl
I'm desperately trying
To hold it back
I know no easy remedy
No salve to soothe
The volatility in my soul
Trying to break me
To break loose onto the world

-gws

Love you! Miss you!

Love you!  Miss you!
Let’s figure out how and when we can exist in the same space together for a while because my soul needs some YOU energy like my skin needs sunshine!

-gws

Solstice Blessing 2022

May your hearth glow bright and warm as the sun deities slumber.  
May your threshold be welcoming and your table full.  
May you dream deeply of abundance, joy, love, and laughter.  
May the stillness of nature restore your ability to hear your heart song.  
Rest well and know that, soon, the sun returns!  
Blessed Solstice! 
- gws

Happy Endings

Sometimes a happy ending is only the middle of a story.

-gws

Depression is a Cancer of the Soul

Dedicated to Stephen “tWitch” Boss who brought so much joy and left in so much darkness.

Photo by Lennart Wittstock on Pexels.com

Though I've felt the inky blackness
I have never drowned in that airless pit
Like a cancer
Depression eats away at the soul
Devouring in whispers that haunt the mind
While stealing the light of joy
Before it can take root and grow
What's worse is we often never know
Until it is too late
There is a great battle
Between light and dark
A war within those we love
And sadder is that no amount of love or light
Can irradiate the darkness away
That void slowly eats away hope
Dimming the ability to perceive the light
No soul can thrive without light
At least not indefinately
Making the surrender to that void
Look like release for too many
Depression is a cancer of the soul

-gws