Weak, weak, weak. My mind is in a fog. My vision is in a haze. This is how I spent many of my days. Days, weeks, months, years… My inner being drowning from tears. …

I have a tortured mind and you may too. After you read this poem, may I suggest to say, “I release you.” The mind is cunning… Oh yes, it’s wise. But these thoughts are …

I forgive you. One day, this may be true…. But for now and first off, FUCK YOU! Oh, don’t worry…by “YOU” I mean me too. But for now, let’s get back to you… Yes, …

Dark thoughts at night, may you see the light. Dark thoughts at night, I release your fright. Dark thoughts at night, it’s my time to bite. Dark thoughts at night, it’s time to turn …

Ricky (age 10) No need to shed another tear No one wants to spank or beat you, call you names or sexually assault you You are safe. I will protect you Spend your time…playing, …

I have survived an epic moment Sensed but not selected Tied to this background Support is an offering The flow of strategy, an Opportunity to share Learning to practice Implementation of this project Blindly …

A tenuous ego sits waiting for memories folded warm and cozy…aware of their place in the shadows, amongst the mold and cobwebs of emotional death. The artifacts of youth mark the precipice…without anchorment their …

I was a child whose life had barely begun You crept into my room and took me from by bed I trusted you and you violated me How could you You stole my innocence …