Day: July 3, 2015

The Truth Is

The truth is…. I spent many years locked in a cage. From a very young age. My freedom was caved. I kept my face buried in a page. Reading through rage. Writing to be saved. I couldn’t explain The source… Read More ›


I close my eyes and think of you. A little boy, running free. Pretending to be happy, with not a care. Wanting to protect, you wipe away my tears. You try to be strong, and tell me it will be… Read More ›