A sometimes irreverent but thoughtful look at the world, as filtered by my heart, soul, and imagination. The death of my friend Cindy Graeff caused an epiphany or two for me regarding blogging. "Holy Hell" was a favored expression of Cindy's and used in a wide variety of situations. I decided at some point that it just fit. Many thanks to her for the smile it will always bring to my heart.
~~awilcox@2017 We all carry demons within us. I have many. We can win these wars. Be strong.
My demons came last night
Gunning for my soul
They swarmed in at full flight
I burrowed in my hole
My demons they arrived
To carry me away
But I just held on tight
Have to be another day
My demons are nearby
They never will just leave
Last night I won and will again
I have to just believe
~~awilcox@2017 From the Archives
This one has been around awhile, but was not quite finished. I woke up in a melancholy state, which was perfect to put it together.
when you ask me if i am sad,
i wonder what to say
of course i am, i think
for you have gone away
i cannot be too close
for i still feel the sear
to touch your hands and lips
i want to just be near
the end is not far off
you have to let me go
i need to not be here
of this you must know
my heart, it cannot take
the sorrow always near
i need to just move on
to tell you brings great fear
so dont keep asking me
just let my heart be broken
someday when far away
my heart will then be open