Passion's Invocation

Uneasy Over

He had been a fair weather friend at best, and his weather had been much fairer than hers. He didn’t want to be with her no matter how she had hoped and hurt.

He had been her choice regardless of his shortcomings. That was how she loved, inherently, instinctively, overlooking human weaknesses. Nothing mattered next to the one she held in her heart.

She had been available and alone too long. He’d only noticed when it was convenient for him. Now that he had no other options, he had decided to be her company.

Maybe she didn’t have much, and maybe she never would, but she had gotten out with what little was left of her pride and self-esteem still intact.

He hadn’t given a damn if she’d needed him. She had suffered the worst alone. She had given her all to be there for him. She knew that the time was now and that a moment later would be too late.

She tied on her running shoes with double knotted bows. Where she ran screaming to, nobody knows.

She had no one and nothing to run to, but she arrived there alone again. She felt empty, battered, sad and used, but knew it was the right thing to do. She had to save herself now.

That was all she needed to be, along with being temporarily free. It was hard and it hurt like hell, but it was action based on facts. To her It was typical, another uneasy over and another hard beginning.

by Wildfire8470

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Abuse, Dangerous Women, Passion's Invocation, Poetry, Prose, Truisms

Women and Children

I just found this in an old box of keepsakes. I believe, I was about fifteen when I wrote it.

 

 

Women and Children

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© November 8, 2017 at 10:47 PM

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Dangerous Women, Passion's Invocation, Poetry + Prose

6 Degrees ~ 24 Hours

Six Degrees ~ Twenty-Four Hours

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Six degrees of separation

and twenty-four hours of pain

Is this how Noah felt

when he couldn’t stop the rain?

 

Six degrees of separation

And twenty-four hours of pain

because it’s easier to cut out her heart

than to try to forget his name.

 

Six degrees of separation

And twenty-four hours of pain

For the very last time tonight

She will cry for what might have been.

 

 

 

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© June 4, 2017 at 9:23 AM

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The theory and results:
http://www.livescience.com/32340-six-degrees-of-separation-fact-or-fiction.html

In the first large-scale test of the six degrees hypothesis, called the Small World project, scientists from Columbia University in New York had participants send e-mails to acquaintances with the goal of eventually reaching one of the listed targets. Results, published in 2003 in the journal Science, showed the targets were reachable in five to seven steps. However, many of the chains terminated prematurely, which the scientists attribute to lack of incentive by individuals to reach a target.

Dangerous Women, Passion's Invocation

Declaration Divine

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Gonna get all up onto my high heels

and haul ass out of here

gonna have to fight like a holy hellion

like I never fought for anything

like I never fought before.

 

Gonna slip on out of my warm bed

and paint my black jeans on

gonna be wearing a hat that matches

like I just got a sign

this is my declaration divine.

 

Gonna get all up onto my high heels

and haul ass out of here

gonna have to be my own super woman

for all of my sisters who can’t fight

like I have a godforsaken right.

 

Gonna get all up in my own existence

and then I’ll get up in yours

gonna fight like a holy hellion

like I never knew I could before

I’m no longer keeping score.

 

Gonna get all up onto my high heels

and paint my black jeans on

gonna be wearing a hat that matches

because this is my declaration divine

and I have a godforsaken right.

By Wildfire8470

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10/16/2016:  In dedication to a personal declaration and end of abuse:  No more divided alliances or allegiances in my home or at my back. If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the abuse.

© October 16, 2016 – 11:44 AM

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