DEAR SON – LETTER 2: RESILIENCE AND SELF-TRUST
Dear son, Life is like a flower with pollen grains, Every butterfly will come to feast, They’re only drawn to your scent, But don’t be carried away, dear son, For every butterfly flies away […]
Dear son, Life is like a flower with pollen grains, Every butterfly will come to feast, They’re only drawn to your scent, But don’t be carried away, dear son, For every butterfly flies away […]
Dear Son, I couldn’t stay a moment without speaking to you. With every passing second, I miss you more, Like the sun that craves the embrace of the horizon. I hope this letter touches […]
September 02 Many years have passed, The sound of trumpet and brass It was like a call of solace. So I pulled off the curtain; They were worshippers. They told me God was there, […]
I wear a mask, A fragile mask that cracks within. The jagged edges ring memories, Memories of the love I let slip away. I seek atonement, Atonement from the people I cut, […]
I won’t kill anymore. I have been a serial killer. I have killed a thousand times Each life a fleeting spark extinguished in the dark. I have murdered countless times, Strangling dreams, pressing life […]
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