Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice
So please grant me peace from the demons I see. They crowd me and stalk me and won't let me be.
My Bleeding Heart
Someone else has been touching you. I can trace her fingertips down your back. I can smell her in your clothes. In your hair.
Dancing Alone in the Rain
I guess I'm just tired of fighting for something that used to come so naturally. I'm tired of dancing alone in the rain. I'm tired of all the old cliches.
You can't live your life chasing someone that doesn't want to be found, you will always be lonely. You can't live life constantly trying to get someone's attention when they aren't even looking in your direction.
48 Tea Roses
It's a windy morning; hood pulled up, my hands keeping busy gathering bits of trash in my hoodie pockets. A brisk walk cutting across the local park.
Conversations at My Viewing
"She must have just jumped. There were no signs of foul play. She left a note and the shoes she was wearing." "Why would she take off her shoes, that makes no sense?"
Life's Beaten Path
I can hear the whispers of the woods, walking late at night under the full moon. Trees swaying with the slight breeze Mother Nature has gifted.
I'm only yards away from you, you are sleeping. I can hear you breathe. I watch you from the hallway. The hallway in the home we created almost two decades ago.
All You Need Is You
Why do you chose, always, the hardest way? The most difficult path? Is it because you find it challenging? In an alarming sense, it just all seems so maddening.