“June is very sick. You need to come see her. She wants to see us.” I got the text at...
I never got to hold you, Hear your first cry as you protested your welcome into this world. I never...
They say I am sleeping with the enemy, That he is no good for me. I don’t agree, I love...
Fear makes me stand statue, Like the game, we used to play as children. I can’t move, my feet feel...
I am afraid. I know I shouldn't say it out loud, I shouldn't show weakness. These are things you tell...
Broken. Image from http://www.mads-perch.com/Fabric-Autumn-2013 Something inside is broken, Crushed by life, And its many minions called disappointment, favouritism, unfair treatment...