Tags » Dissociative Disorder


I’ve read


words and said

my prayers.

I work hard to



I look for


and find

painful clues–

And with

each… 20 more words

Photography And Art

Therapy or Something Like It

Colors smoothly flowing into one another, dripping off the walls.

Music invading my mind, welcome numbness slowly melting into that familiar bliss as the beat becomes more intense. 117 more words



Words can’t express how thankful I am that it is a new day and my body and mind have responded to that.  I guess I was naive in thinking the worst part of a pap test would be the actual procedure itself.   371 more words

Child Abuse

Locked Away.

Dear T,

I’m full of cold and doped up on sudafed and meds to stop the spinning panic so sorry if this doesn’t make any sense. 860 more words

Cupid's Punishment

Persistent pain decimates

Love has taken leave

Despondency arises

Silence showing grief


Prisoner of skin and ink

Acid laced attack

Words with sharpened edges slice… 38 more words


The day of grief

With my face buried in your scarf and your voice reverberating around my head I feel I can survive this. This minute. This hour. This night. 360 more words

Child Abuse