Fickle Mirrors Dear lord how I have grown to despise, deny and to cry shy of mirrors and the increasing remoteness they leave me here to wrestle with throughout what is essentially left of our dotage .. Yet not so very long ago I did love each...

quietly I hold my painutterly shattered, systematically made to feel I don't mattervulnerable my self esteem bled out on the floorno way to save myself what's been lost is too muchmy strength gone my love of self slippingI've given...

My day begins with seeing his face I sleep missing him Whole day i miss him  I know i need to work hard to make my life and my son  We love him And we live for him The world throw challenges and problems  They hurt...

discontent heart systematically stripped of self esteemlavish sin flaunted without remorse has scarred my heartbroken trusts sings me awake during nightmaresin dreams they enter, my friendly demonsacting out my current life so I can see where I follysome see...

At night,I stood by the stage.Life lived as minimal wage,and I wait for the actors to appear.They are on stage,but not near. It's like it portrayed all my fear.I spotted someone,and loved their mask and everything oh so dear.On this...