Vice V

Indulging is what I know best, never am I satisfied You may see my ways as – wasteful I see not enough. Gorging when I can, always absorbing. Gluttony is my sin.

Vice IV

Here I stand – invincible. No boundaries can contain me, I am better -- than you. You are meek compared to me. A God I am, Pride is my sin.

Vice III

Seeking revenge is what I do best. Inflicting pain is my substance. Hatred fuels my day engulfed in rage, Wrath is my sin.

Vice II

Don’t you see all the green? I prefer gold and silvers, draped around my neck empowering my life. I could always use more. Greed is my sin.

Vice I

Here I lay day in – day out. Moving about the day is always a drag. Tired is how I feel. I’m like a rock – Sloth is my sin.  

Acceptance

She brushed the dust off their portrait from 1987. Side by side they stood smiling on their wedding day. They brought three children into the world wrapped in care. She refused to accept that their love had died years ago. Along the way she lost herself, living to only see her children grow. Now its …

Love for Him

There you lay Soundly asleep, nights like these are my favorite. Honey isn't as sweet as this. Every sun rise you're by my side, my partner in crime. You've saved this damsel in distress more than once. My life changed for the better with you in it. Featured Image.

My Labels

This post was inspired by the Daily Post Prompt Label. I wanted to pin labels on myself to understand what it feels like to be categorized. While pinning these labels I imagined me walking with these attached to me, visible to everyone. After doing this I realized that I am way more than my labels. …

Too Many Choices

What words to say? Thousands to choose from, but which are right? What shirt to wear? Weather is unpredictable, long sleeve or short? What food to eat? Something sweet or rather, something savory? When should I leave? If I leave now I'd be early, would I want to be late? Each day many choices are …