thanks

There is nothing defiant in the resounding slap of my battered notebook against that honey-wood floor. Nothing. It embodies all the confusion within me, the echo ringing mockingly in my ears, sneering-

This is what you have become. Don't you see how disgustingly pathetic you are? You don't even know what you're saying... Empty. Everything you say is empty.

I cringe at my own weakness as I begin to read.

Hi Everybody,

I just wanted to thank all of you here at the YWP because I finally have a place to write and I finally feel like I can. I feel so happy!! Yay! Night night!!

xoxo G

We had a conversation today

Two good friends.

Nothing awkward or unusual,

Like not that long ago.

Thanks for talking with me

As my friend,

Even though I broke your heart.

Thank you for all years
Thank you for everything
It was never easy
You Lost your best friend
He went to a much better place
What were you left with?
Three kids to raise all alone
No one for support
Except for the Lord
And you depended on him
Thank you for being there every time
A problem
A scrape
It never mattered
By yourself you raised us three
From the bottom of my heart