Homeward Bound

In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "There’s No Place Like Home." I moved a bit when I was young. My parents divorced when I was 5, and my dad moved out and got a new place to live. Our house, that used to be our home, didn't feel the same after he left. There … Continue reading Homeward Bound


Storms rage through, they last so long. Counting the time, until they're gone. The calm, the peace, the certainty, Is all too far away from me. Spinning are thoughts inside of my head, the weight of all that's left unsaid, lies heavy on my spirit, and I'll still try to weather the storm, and look at … Continue reading Storms