“A Bottle A Day” by Cortney Joseph

A bottle a day keeps the heartache away, Or so I thought I heard someone say.   Each sip reopens freshly healed wounds, drowning out good memories, clouding my mind with the pain of what will never be. Each sip leaves me clamoring for the return of a life now gone, stammering over sorrow filled…

Going Through It.

I don't like to be a burden on others. And people will tell you all day long that it's no problem, that you're not bothering them; whatever, everybody gets tired of hearing about other peoples' problems eventually. So, with that thought always in my mind, I keep just about everything I feel to myself. Lately,…

Too Much Pain To Hold In.

I said I didn't want to write anymore. And, that feeling still holds true even though my mind and heart are wrestling over the subject (I want to quit, but can't). Anyway, that's not what this is about. And this isn't some announcement that I'm back or there'll be things to come from me.  …

Blinded | #ThrowAwayWeek

I needed a miracle. I needed this amazing and blind faith my mother always spoke of to present itself before I lost my nerve and broke down even further than I’d already been dragged. I needed to believe that even now, having lived through hell on Earth, life hadn’t dealt me my worst hand yet.