Sharing is Caring

I've had this little blog for many years now.  I remember wanting to open myself up.  To share my thoughts and feelings with my own small little corner of the world.  I've done a piss poor job of that.  It's ok though, sharing myself has never come easily to me.  Sharing money and or things, I can do that without even a second thought.  But sharing my innermost feelings, that shit feels like torture.

I turned 39 about two weeks ago.  I have promised myself that this year, the last of my 30's, will be about working on my personal shortcomings.  Being vulnerable and sharing (in many ways these are the same thing, but that is something we can discuss at length later) are at the top of the list.

I think I've tackled the first step to forcing myself to share more, I started using this blog again.  Now I just have to commit to blogging more frequently and get myself on a schedule of some sort.  That will be my next step.

Now that I've gotten all the basic rigamoroll out of the way, I'm gonna do what I truly came here to do today... .I'm going to share.  Over the last year or so I've been writing stuff.  I don't know if you'd call it poetry or what, but each piece is a glimpse into my soul.  If nothing else, they are a direct reflection of what I was feeling when I wrote it.  So I'm here today to share a piece with you.  I hope it makes you feel something.

If it does, hit the comments and tell me what you think..good or bad. 

A

I can still taste the bitterness

It stings my tongue like acid

Burns deep with every thought of you

You used to taste so sweet

Like watermelon on a hot summer day

A sweet nectar dripping down my hand

Summer fades to fall and just like that, you are gone

The bitterness comes in like the tide

I’m drowning in the taste of it

I need to spit it out