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Fragile Resilience

Deep lines, lips always curling up Broken hope, mountain of efforts She always walks looking down It's too much to look people in the eye Beads of sweat, glistening Fading away green, withering She has stopped watching sunrises For it's too hard to keep joining pieces Nights demand her soul Scorching the same wound Days [...]

The Butcher in My home : A Journey to Freedom and Healing

In my home, Lives a butcher Who cuts us deep With words, not a knife Day and night, He slices and dices Taking advantage of anyone, He can lay his hands on My mother bears the weight, Of his cruel abuse Held by the throat, Pushed to the floor He chews at our dreams, Leaving [...]