Peace

can i walk away now and leave you there knowing that I will never know if you were watching the back of my head as I did not turn around. Can I stand up, head in the clouds on some sort of platform labeled success and keep my eyes from wandering down to the gutters...

The Journey Through Abuse:

Some Days Some days it feels like all I do is keep starting over. I work and work and work. I run until I cannot run anymore. I write until no words are left. I try, as hard as I can try. And I let it sink in for one small second that I am making progress, and then, I...