Blogging, Poetry

Tortured Minds

Tortured Minds When a grieving heart hides its pain and smiles The tortured mind wields a tranquil paint brush Tear-streaked colours drip on the marble tiles.   The glossy facade of a crumbling block Hides the peeling wallpaper and chipped…

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Musings, Poetry

Exhaustion

  Going through the motions of living  is exhausting Smiling, laughing, sleeping,  eating, working out Cooking, gardening, walking, talking everything Is exhausting.   We pretend to be busy We pretend to be fine We pretend life is okay We pretend…

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