Try Again

Try Again It’s like a nightmare, Just the thought of going up against him again, Suddenly feel stripped naked and bare, My whole being I must defend. As if I’m…

Gaslight prose draft

I stand here under the golden dim of the gas light.  As I have for fifteen years. Afraid to move or relieve myself from this plight, afraid to give up…

Artifacts of Change

 Artifacts of Change Teardrops meet my face.  I am fearless in my resolve.  I must devolve, reprogram, and loosen his hold on me, so I don’t spasm with nervous ticks…

The Back of My Mind

The Back of My Mind   Here comes the night again, Left feeling so hurt for two little girls. Makes it hard to pretend, I’m okay with what life sometimes…