Blinded Stories

April 27 Blinded Alcoholism hits me like a kind of blindness. I stagger through the living room cursing anyone who changes familiar placement or published timetables. Just like every aspect of this disease, shocked sightlessness, is mine to deal with. I must pick up the white cane, procure the Seeing Eye pup, learn to read clustered braille. When my vision clears in these well worked spaces I am relieved, but I must accept that when I walk into a new room more often then not I will be blind again and must pick up my walking stick once more. Apply a timeframe to misery * STREET SIGNS Hanging out on the corner of Disillusion Boulevard and Grief Road Then returning to that special spot on Despair Avenue Was my daily routine. I made the circle and never looked far afield Widening my circuit Allowed me to find Anticipation Place and Hopeful Terrace I pushed my search and found roads Whose existence I never fathomed intersected Creating areas of intrigue Optimism Court interfacing with Realization Way Is the fairest of my finds But many a fine street corner has me lurking Catching stray sunshine and encouragement I make my home wherever the hospitality is available And return less often to the dark and stifling places of the past Happiness is where you find it Just make sure to read the signs. You are reading selections from More Sober on the Way to Sane and Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault http://www.amazon.com/More-Sober-The-Way-Sane/dp/144141231X/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1374072329&sr=8-3&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane http://www.amazon.com/Lines-My-Life-Sherrie-Theriault/dp/1448652820/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1374072576&sr=1-1&keywords=Lines+from+my+life%2C+Sherrie+theriault

I picked up the lump that was on my bedside and hurled it at him, but he swiftly dogded it with an amused look. " Come on" he started saying " I didn't take you for a fool until you started falling for my lies." Those words hit me like a brick rendering me speechless for, but a moment. " I didn't take you as one too because I must be a damn good pretender for you to think I fell for them." I lied straight through my teeth even if his words were breaking me. I loved and trusted him enough to pop my cherry. Motherfucker sure knows how to fool a girl. So I won't give him the satisfaction of seeing me weak. So I held my head up high and smirked at him even if it was killing me _....... ********************************************************************. Don't trust or let anyone in that's the Mantra Hailey has been living by until Shawn Demo comes crushing into her life making her open up and trust. Not knowing it was a big mistake until he damages her beyond reach but maybe just maybe she will find happiness. Will Hailey move on after that intensity of hurt and disaster? Or find him ,the one.

She could feel nothing; numbness is all over her body. Breathing seemed to be impossible. Everything and everyone went blurry, then to white. Then suddenly, there’s none. Is this the end of her seeing days? Two days before her fifteenth birthday, Laurie Adams experienced her first heartbreak, saw her mother bleeds and how her father was killed by the man she didn't even recognize. What could be more traumatic than seeing your almost-perfect life falling into pieces? Worse comes to worst as she has been diagnosed to be suffering from a mental illness called conversion disorder. Will she be able to regain the life that she once have? Will a miracle could stop the pain and put up the pieces back together? Join Laurie in her struggle to heal, learning to forgive, bringing back hope, finding justice and her journey to love and happiness. DISCLAIMER: All names, characters and incidents appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, events or localities is purely coincidental. WARNING: Violence and offensive scenes and languages may be portrayed in the story.

"It's okay." She said even if it wasnt't. Even if it hurt. Even when she meant; "It's not okay." "Why?" "I have loved you for 5 years." Because that was all she could say. Because that was a price of loving someone Who isn't meant for you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ {Started: March 6, 2019} {Completed: Ongoing}

This is more of a long winded poem indirectly about a very important matter to myself ... just thought I might share it.

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Most of us are alike in our selfishness to not want to see.

Ever had guilt seeping in your heart? A knife reddening slowly to the person that you don't know you're hurting? Guilt is a terrible feeling, also when you try to say the 4 words and you're terrified on the events that might fly your way.

Last name lust, First name greatest Touch my sweet neck Cover me with kisses loudly

I've dreamt once, my friend. It was wonderful and weird. And best of all, I don't remember awakening.

All these years my life has just been full of lies and betrayal. My family, apart from my loving father, well what can I say about them, never once have I been able to do what I want, they control me like a little puppet and think they can get away with it just because they think that I'm still BLIND.

CLASSIFIED S.T.A.R.L.I.G.H.T. MISSION DATA WARNING: SUBJECT DANGEROUS AND UNPREDICTABLE Name: Radic Target: Hyukatae (Hyu) Aria Supernova -Color: Green -Category: Newfangled -Weaknesses: N/A -Notes: Has a total of 4 arms; danger to the crown; very smart-be cautious for target is clever and sly. Location: Earth -United States of America -Primary Language: English w/ mixed cultures -Dominant Species: Human (Homo sapiens) -Carbon-Based Organisms -NOTE: Humans have a tendency to bond with and attatch themselves to other species regardless of dangers or circumstances. -NOTE: Avoid interaction and involvement with humans to avoid blowing cover. Goal: Capture and return the target Slomarian, Hyucate Supernova, to Slomaria (the Slomarian crown) for appropriate handling and treatment. Or completely get rid of the target. This story takes place before Spacebound and The Slime. This is a non-canon story for Space bound. Space bound is a comic book series created by my friend flutterbutter22. Coverart is courtesy of Flutter and make sure to check out her comic 'Spacebound' here: Tumblr- https://spaceboundcomic.tumblr.com Instagram- @arribaamoeba (Trust me, it's worth it) I feel like I should add a bit of a violence warning here. 'Spacebound' is totally fine but this story can get a bit dark at times. Although I promise, it's no worse than PG-13. I just want to make sure no innocent, pure five-year old accidentally reads this. Then again Wattpad in general is a bit to mature for the under 10 crowd anyways so....

poems

Katrina Amber's family gets murdered, she goes to him for help... but who really did it?

" you have beautiful eyes" he whispered " but you can't see them" " but they must be as beautiful as the rest of you"

I don't speak. I have no reason to anymore, I have nothing to say to anyone. All they do is twist my words. They don't understand me, no one understands me. I'm to different. I'm broken, i'm crazy, i'm insane. That's how everyone puts it. What they don't understand is that if they had been put into the situation I was thrusted into one year ago they would have done that same thing. I believe i've punished myself enough, but everyone insists that I haven't learned my lesson. If you try and ask them what the lesson I must be learning is though... they won't have an answer. But I have an answer. The lesson is to never let yourself be blinded by love. Take it from a girl who was actually blinded because she loved, and loved him so much.

Sometimes, love can be blinding. This was definitely the case for Sylvie. She was prepared to lose everything for the sake of her mortal love, but was it worth the sacrifice?

(ON HOLD/HIATUS) They seem to know everything about me. Where I came from. Who my family is. Who I am. The only thing left secret is my name. To them, I am Periculum, just Periculum, for I am told I am lesser than them. They tell me I am the only one alive.. they tell me to join them. Join their cause. I .. I can't do that.. It's inhuman. Needless to say, they are not human themselves..