Suicide, Her Only Hope


**** Sitting on the cold bench, she was traumatized; Her hair looked wrenched, as her thoughts dramatized. **** The emotional torture and rape, and many heinous misdeeds; Inner turmoil, darkness and rage, her daily companion indeed. **** The doors of her world were closed. To whom will she tell? That her persecutions were an overdose, …

Hate To Love You


(Photo Credit: 123rf.com)   **** He stared hard and long, into space, into nothing, mind racing a thousand miles.   Breathing hard and fast, imaginary images flashing past, sweat heavy on contorted face, no smiles.   The battle so real, redemption versus self damnation a big deal, the way it’s going, victory might take a …