By Monica C. Voskamp Broken, cut straight open, I didn't know how much The wounding hurt for I Swallowed whole the pill of numb. Broken, cut straight open, I didn't know I'd feel The accumulated pain Pound my punctured arteries. Broken, cut straight open, I didn't realize my stupor So obviously bleeded [...]
...You see beyond today, you know what you want. The anthem in your blood resounds with cause...
By Monica C. Voskamp Dare to consider. Dare to be right or wrong. Dare to inquire, change and grow. Dare to listen, without pretence. Dare to drink in, only silence. Dare to speak, move on and let go. Most of all dare to choose The essence of you. Dare, to dare. [...]
By Monica C. Voskamp I turned the page and found Blank white with no scribbles. There were no mistakes. No scratched out lines. No misspellings. I savoured the moment, So freshly untainted. But within a few minutes I blurbed splotches of ink. I didn't cringe. I didn't cry. I simply acknowledged and moved [...]