My tongue bleeds from biting down all the words left unsaid Fighting down the feelings so others don't get scared The scars left behind from so many others lashing their hurtful words And silence is my only response Holding my... Continue Reading →
When I open the book of my life The pages await I scan through the pages Scribbled in a hurry is some of my writing Some I don't even recognize as mine And seem to be written by someone else... Continue Reading →
As I sit with the book of my life, I feel so lost in thought Many pages I do not want to look at Many pages don't feel like they belong in this book But one very different, very separate... Continue Reading →