Poetry: Pointed North

*When your soul is given a seed of hope, something starts to grow right away.*   By Monica C. Voskamp   It's been dark down here. Pitch dark. I've been longing for the light. Hoping with everything I got left Light even exists. Hoping with desperation, But every day I've ceased to find it's existence [...]

Poetry: She Ran.

By Monica C. Voskamp   She ran. Running she could do. Bearing her soul to those Who couldn't understand She couldn't. She wouldn't.   She couldn't stay. It was too much pain. She couldn't stay with those, Who didn't get the pain With those who knew how to judge, But not how to hold her, [...]

When Scars become Beautiful.

**Trigger Warning** By Monica C. Voskamp 6 years ago, I held a sharp blade in my fingers. It was a tiny orange paper cutter blade. The slice was narrow, red. The first cut into my skin was jagged; I had pulled the blade with hesitation. I can still see the skin breaking. Scared to go [...]

When Strength meets Broken

By Monica C. Voskamp Suicide. The epitome of broken, when depression is the winner. “Your illness does not define you. Your strength and courage does.” This quote...you can replace the word illness with: Struggle. Trial. Temptation. Financial crisis. Disappointment. Heartache. Loss. Unspoken pain. Unseen battles. They don't define you.  Whatever ‘demon’ is overwhelming you today, [...]