I shut off the lights
And lay on the bed...
Maybe if I become
strong...
I am lost in an empty room,
Crowded only with myself...
I want to be completely alone,
my husband and children gone...
She was a child of 15
when she had a child of her own...
Can You Hear Me?!
“Hello” says the voice...
Sunset
Thunders growling...
I stare into the silence
While I contemplate what I've feared...
Let me fly
Amongst my birds...
My thoughts
are sharp like...
The ceiling mocks me in the darkness,
Its fan slowly turning and pushing my thoughts...
It was the only night
I felt real—comfortable...