Lately I have been wondering
How I live with these fears...

*I have never written a poem like this. It would...
Once upon a time...

Standing on the edge
Let me fall to the ground...

Lullaby
And goodnight...

It seems I made it this far
A survivor is what they say...

Have you ever seen such a perfect sight
When you see these shades of grey...

I’m not broken
Don’t fix me...

I vaguely remember
Walking down that path...

Beyond these walls we will find
All the things others have hid behind...

Nothing compares
To the light I can’t see...

So here I am
And there they are...

The room so silent
As she falls asleep tonight...