the Mad Author Returns…

they say that hate is a strong word

I say it isn’t strong enough

No words can describe what I feel

when I see her with him

I want to scream, die, or throw something

Someone please kill me…

Occasionally I wake up in a good mood. Like today even though I have to go get an IV put in so they can do this silly test. Medical Issues suck. 

Occasionally I have them the really bad twinges of pain. Ha that’s funny being as I am a Payne.

Occasionally I make a good joke or I can even put words together that rhyme. But for the most part, it’s occasional.

I want to write again, but my inspiration has walked out on my and left my mind to wander what I did wrong. I need support… Can someone tell me what to do?

If things are supposed to be laid out already, already been planned out, waiting for their time to happen, then why can’t we discover them and keep them from happening? I mean like in a person’s life there will come many different people from many different types of roads. They affect you like no one else can. you fall in love with them, feeling as if you can never go on without them in your life. Suddenly they are jerked out of you life, or better yet they just simply walk straight out of it. Why? why then does it happen? you gave them all you had loved them with every fiber in your body. Is love really not enough? I believe it isn’t….