By Monica C. Voskamp It was a kaleidoscope. Everywhere she looked Things were both beautiful yet skewed. She couldn't make sense of the picture she saw, Yet somehow it was still so beautiful. Hours ran into days, Days into months. Time was just a blurred run away train. Yet time was also slipping [...]
A wall in her heart rose. Another door locked over her wounded soul. She wouldn't let in people who didn't care. Why trust people who just lock you up, don't give you dignity for simply being a human and don't even help the hurt deep inside? It didn't make sense. Sabrina walked away from the hospital and as she did put another piece of the mask over her being. Slowly she was building a masquerade to lock out humans, just like they were locking her out.
By Monica C. Voskamp Little Pieces of Me. You'll find they are scattered. I'm all fragmented now. Life just did that, somehow. I don't expect anyone To understand these little pieces Broken little pieces of me. I don't expect anyone To help me discover why I've become a beautiful mosaic Shattered, into [...]
By Monica C. Voskamp Feel that there? That is your heart beat. Feel that pain awakening? That is your soul. Your soul saying, I hurt. I need. I want. I am, Lost. Your soul knows how to speak. Listen dear heart. Listen to your soul, Talk. Always love. Always hope. Always believe. ❤ [...]
By Monica C. Voskamp Winter. You'd be the death of me, If not for spring. Wonderfully I finally sense you leaving. I finally feel a taste of Spring. The dead, the cold, the barren Is beginning to leave. Newness is just waiting to Unfold. Yet winter you still lurk nearby. You still threaten [...]
By Monica C. Voskamp I lost my soul in another place. The place inside me that was once sunshine Has been taken from me. My soul is lost in another place. It's a grey world here. I don't know sunshine no more. Colors don't exist, In the city I reside. I lost my [...]
By Monica C. Voskamp Bell Let's Talk Day. The irony is I don't want to talk. I don't want to talk about the awful days, the dark days. Do people really want to know that? I'm sure it'd be an interesting read...but it's more than that. Its my REALITY, and many others. It's a read [...]