Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thia is a deeply moving poem, Crimsin. I felt especially those last 3 line. And the music made the poem more real to me, more tragic. To desire death, yet condemned to life, where only sadness can be found. And yet, there is also the deeply felt desire to be “understood”. Crimsin, you may not want anyone in your “onyx tower”, but your poem calls to us nonetheless. Is this not an invitation to at least feel your words?

You write powerfully, Crimsin.

Curt

hello dearest Curt of course it is I hope to move always that you got it makes me happy thank you ❤️

Hot work. Biting.

Vivid and sharp.

Thank you, thank you Lady, much appreciation

I sure hope this is fiction! Fat or not, this guy is a sad excuse for a man. I’ve never understood why some men treat their wives so terrible. A mistake I’ve seen in my life is that of assuming the children of a bad person will be bad, too.

Paula
Maybe, you’re looking in the wrong places.
Looking outside ones self for happiness is what most of us do and it just never works.
Happiness is illusive and impermanent so I settle mostly for contentment which is made easier when I have all the material things required for a decent life.
Not everyone is that lucky and their happiness/contentment might just be having a hot shower or quick sex.

Hope this doesn’t seem like a lecture.Its really only expressing what I have learnt.

Have a nice day.

Moral of the story: Never get married.