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 →
"We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called opportunity and it's first chapter is New Year's Day. – Edith Lovejoy Pierce As I opened the book,... Continue Reading →
As the pen scratched across the page, I felt empowered, stepping back into me, one word at a time Knowing this is the path I'm meant for Feeling the words in my bones Words leaping onto the page from my... Continue Reading →
Gypsy Aurora Musings 