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Ending the stigma through poetry
He has an old soul Heart of gold However, may you ask about his past Those are secrets he will never unfold
The facade is a mask we bestow as the curtain rises. The play is our life and we choose the role that is most appealing to the crowd. No matter the applause, we all take the mask off at the end of the show.… Continue Reading “Prose: Masks”
I have no idea what it is like to be normal Nor do I wish to ever be so I feel everything to an extreme Highs and lows Intense always Even on the dark days I was not made to be normal I was… Continue Reading “Resilience of the Mentally Ill”
It’s been months since our last encounter I can still taste your lips Soft and sweet Tongues dancing to a slow rhythm beat Fingers intertwined Silky dark hair covering your face As I lean in more and more Bodies yearning to be… Continue Reading “A Nomad’s Goodbye”
Empathy Poetry 