Some people live where the air is very thin. So high up that it must be such a laboring effort to find their next breath. Maybe that is why they are so intolerant of those “beneath them.” The bottom dwellers have only themselves to blame. The heady scent of struggling day-to-day to live. The stink of homelessness, rank …
The Devil Named Addiction
Ferociously eating away at our self-esteem, while filling us with false satiety and satisfaction. This devil knows no boundaries and carries a bottomless appetite. It pounces upon us relentlessly day in...day out. Sometimes our resolve is torn and trampled and we wave the white flag in surrender. Thinking we are a failure...weak and …
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 