Time Passages
Yesterday stitched its quiet scars into my skin, a cartographer of sorrow, mapping where I’ve been. Small defeats etched valleys,…
If We Never Fought
If we never fought, I might have grown in the shelter of your voice, not in the echo of silence.…
Years Gone Bye
In shadows long, I wandered bare, Clothes of hope my only wear, Years of struggle, silent and deep, A soul…