full circle

. . .from an upward battle of struggles and emotions to a journey of healing, growth, and laughter. . .

wounded tigress

voice became silent
vision removed.
nocturnal light spent
dissention proved.

the red stirred inside
turned blue of fear.
bloodgates rode with tide
to hang me here.

barriers broken
gave all to trust.
wounded heart to pen
faith tainted just.

ignorance came with
mistaken bliss.
your strength: perceived myth
sole cowardice.

© 2008 Elle Communications

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