Thought of the Day

Think about this today:

What would the world be like if we all stopped playing games with and manipulating each other?

Needles

A little something I wrote today:

NEEDLES

The things we hold

back from each other

destroy us.

Every word left unsaid,

each of its letters,

is a needle in my organs.

I feel each one when

ever I move,

when I breathe.

My liver, my lungs,

my heart, my stomach,

are all reduced to

pin cushions.

With every step, you'll

hear metallic clinks.

From a distance, you

might think I'm a

slow-motion explosion

of silver,

but never fear,

Watchful One,

I always save myself in the end.