The Quill of Samantha Grace Newcastle

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  • Feable, no memory

    Deep Depression, Trauma, and the Memories You Think We “Forgot”There’s a quiet kind of grief that doesn’t get talked about much—the kind where you start losing pieces of your own life, and no one around you even notices. From the outside, it looks small. Someone forgets a conversation. Misses details. Can’t recall a moment that… Read more

  • stage the urn

    The clock ticks,,each second a reminderof the charade,the performance that has grown too heavy,too worn Outside, the world around acts happy and joyful with family and home, while I stand numbed by the absurdityof my own existence,my polished and painted on grin cracking,revealing shadows beneath, as ,an urgent whisper: says “Stop,just stop.” It’s time to… Read more

  • 331 words

    “And I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war. His eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many crowns; and he had a name written, that no man knew,… Read more