Taken

As I look through these old pictures, I see just how different the paths are that we all took. Though days we thought would last forever, have end and so much sooner than I wished. It's though happy times that I want to hold on to. Before it got mean and bitter. I don't want … Continue reading Taken

Finding Me, Losing My People

  Prison I stand in my place. Right where you need me to be. This life sentence that was handed to us is hard. I want to escape with you. Be free of guilt, pain, shame and doubt. But you have grown comfortable here. I have never left you to sit in the past alone. … Continue reading Finding Me, Losing My People