Untitled 3 by JT

This is painted on copies of a page from my journal – seeing him again after 40 years brought back a lot of ugly details about what happened.

Moonshine by Rebecca Rojas

With so many thoughts running through my mind I’m a bit lost a bit confused a bit pained a bit sad for life gives you many challenges you fight battles no one knows about as hidden truth behind closed doors that really can take a toll on you and just as at the edge of losing all hope I take a glimpse up in the sky

The Journey by Danica Rivera

In the depths of the soul, where shadows dance,
Echoes of pain and whispers of chance.
There lies a journey, both dark and bright,
Where healing blooms from the depths of night.

Through winding paths of sorrow and strife,
Emerges the essence, the essence of life.
In the silence, where whispers reside,
Compassion grows, a gentle

It’s OK to not be OK by Mike Chapman

This poem is from March 2024. I was attending a leaders retreat in Florida for the leadership of Husband Material (faith-based ministry to help men dealing with porn addiction and other sexual brokenness issues), men I all love and trust. However, I got severely triggered on the final evening at dinner. I ended up writing […]

I Want to Tell You by Terri Lanahan

I want to tell you what happened to me.
I want to tell you about when I was three.
He said he wanted to play with me.
And oh how he played tricks on me.
He told me

Happy Mother’s Day by Yvette Verini

I hope you are healing in heaven.
But now, as a mother myself, I understand that you were far from what a mother is meant to be.

Despite it all, I want to thank you for all the lessons you have taught me.

You taught me to be weak, but I learnt to be strong
You taught me how to lie, but I learnt to tell the truth; there are some secrets

Coloured mind. by Star jayne

Sorrow is blue just like my tears,
Emptiness is black Just like my fears.

The blood from my wrists is red,
It mirrors whats Inside my head

My innocence was pink,
Now PTSD haunts me when i blink.

Your eyes are like the clear blue sky,
I trusted them, til they

Survivor by Genevieve Hope

Genevieve Hope. All rights reserved. Published by permission. About the Creator Genevieve Hope With my art, I hope to provide emotional and financial support to those affected by social injustice. Website – YouTube – Etsy – Amazon – VSCO

Nothing by M

Nothing Looking back at all the times you said I was a nothing and a nobody.I stand on the precipice of a job almost done, as well as I could. Despite many limitations.As proud as I am,for them I would beg, borrow and steal. I give them my all, my everything my last.I hold on […]

Untitled 4 by JT

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