Past Present – A Poem

You tear open your present, With a total delight That tears open my present From the paper comes joy Uncontained From the rip only yesterday Again When will I shake the shudder That quakes me utterly When happiness threatens I don't want to mourn The child of I That died Each time This child of...

Hope lies in our response to despair – the evil victims can do.

**I should have posted this link initially, but here it is - The forgiveness project - teaching an alternative to hate.** I was a victim, became a survivor, then slowly, painfully, I became just a person. At last my future was no longer already written by the pen of my past; no longer an inevitable...

The Painful Truth – A Poem

I had my heart's desire Is it heady wonder Now I'm just a lonely alcoholic Sharing jokes   I have learned the secrets of the world Each truth costing another Fragment of my life Every fragment tearing the happiness   From a stranger The future from a possibility The love from a loved one To...

The truth about being alone in the world

We very often believe we are struggling while everyone else is doing alright. This is a lie. Everyone is struggling - there are just some people who are good at hiding it. The reason this myth goes on is because we are afraid we are struggling while everyone else is doing all right. Not talking...