Light goes thin,
but something shifts within;
I wish I were brave enough to know.
Silence stabs,
like I’d said something wrong;
I wish I were brave enough to speak.
Voices rise,
all claiming to be right;
I wish I were brave enough to think.
Whispers from the Walls: More Lonely Poems to Echo…
I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place
Abnormality Agony
the secret code of my mental illness
The Cold Chain
it gleamed silver in the muted air
Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…
Bound in Darkness
my blood flowed over golden sands
You Blinded Me
and caressed my ache to be loved
Rescued Me
fear of abusive men soon decreased
Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…
Naïve Boy
I always believed life would be fair
When No One Saw and No One Heard
the soil soaked in my hurried hurt