Thoughts of KG Petrone


Who Cares? No One

Yup, think it’s me…as in I not you…just little ole’ me…

The Art of Blogging

Hi there, I’m your reader. Thanks for the free content, but I just don’t care. This free content you’re publishing on your blog is worthless, because content about you is worthless to me.

Hello… is this thing on?

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What I learned from years of high functioning depression, anxiety, and low self-esteem

Insightful article. Right on point.

Cristian Mihai

Disclaimer: this is going to be a long and (somewhat) harsh post about certain realities of life most of us are trying to evade by all means possible.

I am not writing this post out of empathy. I am not writing this post because I read some articles and now I am trying to pass along the knowledge.

I am writing this article because I understand.

I understand the difference between the burning pain of suffering deeply and the general apathy and hopelessness of depression. The emptiness. The lack of interest, joy, passion. I understand the despair, the loneliness, the reluctance to discuss about it all, the very fatiguing job of hiding it all behind a smile, or an “I’m fine” delivered in the worst way possible.

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Don’t Sugarcoat It

You are not alone…

The Art of Trying

I told him to stop.

And by who, I mean Kylie’s biological father.

I was only 4 weeks postpartum of having my first child that completely ripped me and I had to get stitches.

I wasn’t completely healed.

I told him to stop.

I said no.

He said “your fine”, ” it will be okay.”

I forced my legs closed. I only had so much force.

I’m pushing him, yelling at him. Saying no. Screaming STOP!

As he pushed himself into me. I went to a different world.

I was silent.

He kept going, no worries for him as my own vagina ripped.

I had a tear or two. But then I sucked it up.

Just deal a little bit longer, Felicia.

You can do this.

Maybe that’s why I float.

Because in a 5 minute span, MY BODY was taken from me.

It was permanently marked.

Your not pretty…

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Just Breathe... an inspirational poem by KG Petrone

A poem of expression dealing with P.T.S.D. by KG Petrone

Bring Me Their Hearts– Blog Tour

Devouring Books

BMTH-1600px_preview.jpegBring Me Their Hearts
by Sara Wolf
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: June 5th 2018
Entangled Teen


Zera is a Heartless—the immortal, unaging soldier of a witch. Bound to the witch Nightsinger ever since she saved her from the bandits who murdered her family, Zera longs for freedom from the woods they hide in. With her heart in a jar under Nightsinger’s control, she serves the witch unquestioningly.

Until Nightsinger asks Zera for a prince’s heart in exchange for her own, with one addendum: if she’s discovered infiltrating the court, Nightsinger will destroy Zera’s heart rather than see her tortured by the witch-hating nobles.

Crown Prince Lucien d’Malvane hates the royal court as much as it loves him—every tutor too afraid to correct him and every girl jockeying for a place at his darkly handsome side. No one can challenge him—until the arrival of Lady Zera. She’s inelegant, smart-mouthed…

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I am who I am...a poem on self-forgiveness and letting go by KG Petrone

Finally, the day was here. Her mother had worked very hard to make her the perfect prom dress. A white fall off the shoulder gown with a matching shaw. It fit her perfectly and why shouldn’t it. It was custom made and tailored in all the right places. Trimmed in the waist and the length... Continue Reading →

Review by KG Petrone... 4 Magical Stars... Samantha is an intriguing story complete with thievery, witchery, and a love triangle that is totally to die for. All the makings for a great read especially when you add in a psychopath and a mental institution. I found the storyline well written by a prolific writer who... Continue Reading →

Evermore (Part I) a poem on addiction by KG Petrone

  In a flash, it all comes back Every harsh word, every act A volatile past I just can’t shake Trusting you my biggest mistake   I will not let you drag me under I will not falter, I will not blunder   Back to where the darkness waits Open armed to tempt my fate... Continue Reading →

Now Available in Kindle or Print. The Fractured Ego an Anthology of poems by KG Petrone

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