Nothing lonier then lonliness

A pit open where once a heart warmed

No one to share feelings with

Moments

Stories

Thoughts

A place is not a home

Standing on a screen in porch

Gazing across a bay

Cool breeze that cuts through

A fishing pole in hand

Bundled up

Cousins all around

1940 old red pickup

Player piano

Ellen banging away

‘Blackbird,How ya gonna keep em down on the farm and Jingle bells

No skin showing

A summers night illigally saining

Bear Lake on Chippawa River

A canoe

Peace in soul

Mom a voice a way

A old school bell clangs

How could my family

Tear me up so

What happen to them

All I did was come out

Im still me

Their not talking to me hurts more

Vinigar in my wounds

I’m bleeding where my heart once was

A room

One black cat

This is not home

No warmth lay in the fire place

Emptiness

Bloody hands

(817) 243-9366

Diana Lee Dudley

Granbury Texas

Bloody

Liar…

Published by Val's Whitewolf Media Youtube Channle

My Youtube is Val's Whitewolf Media. I read books and do commentary on my Youtube. When I write my heart and scar show my wounds still bloody. When I have a camera I expand my reach community wise.

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