In the silence there are words

The day, this day started out not much different than the one before. Yet different it was. For in the moments of silence It was the voices I heard that allowed me to write down the words.


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To question words...

To question, the words I put on paper as if I need approval...for shame...these words are mine, I write them as I speak them, they are of my heart and soul, meaningful and true, there is no answer or


upon crossing the threshold explosions erupt and few survive. I can feel his hand as once again my head is held under the water taking my last breath thru energy my hand in his we touch