Well I don’t know anything about herShould I speak to or about herWould it be best to get to know…
I stopped writing.Stopped putting pen to paperStopped listening to the raindrops of my soulBecause the…
Wish me well, Mother
One last time,
What it takes to feel safe as a woman walking down the street alone
I walk into the winter woodsLeaves crackle ‘neath my feetThis season mirrors all my moodsIt…
It has been a while
But I knew you would return
Help me, she cried out
I can’t make this ride slow down
On The Other Side of Fear
On the other side of fear, is hopeEven when the loss is so extreme Even when you’ve reached the of your ropeOne day you’ll give…
feeling down with all bad luck.never knew and now I’m struck.miss the way I used to be:funny thing, I felt I’m free.