Every night... I cry when I sleep  with no one to chase away the bad dreams,  mend any of the hurts,  the silent screams or the broken heart  that continually bleeds.   Time and again, when dreaded night comes,  I cry in my sleep,  grind my teeth...

My story holds so many twists and turns that I’m not sure if I’ll make the final chapter. Not because I lack will— However, this book continually tests the limits of what a human can carry.   There were nights survival wasn’t courage, It was...

What if I told you my pictures lie  That's what you see on the outside is an illusion  That if the camera could capture the truth  You'd see many tears falling down my cheeks  ~ If only the flash brought you within this mind Then...