By Monica C. Voskamp You could have walked away In distain. You could have looked away From my pain. You could have left me to tire out You could have let the waves Take hold of me. But you are not the fool To play the part Of watching a tired soul Drown. [...]
I’m fighting the current But I’m all worn out. I cannot keep quiet Soon I will drown.
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 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 Anxiety. Fear. Panic Attacks. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. These effect one's health. For years they have effected mine, from mild to debilitating. A few years ago, I had one such panic attack. I was walking down a sidewalk on my way to church. I was nearing a plaza where a former [...]
**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 [...]
By Monica C. Voskamp See the lonely boat? Maybe its been out there for days, weeks, months... sail torn, radio crackling in and out. Even if land is ahead..fog obscures any sight of hope. This sailor has crossed an ocean of brutality. Life hardships. With a paddle in hand, he dips it into the cold [...]