A photograph. One moment in time. Clenched teeth. Anxiety. We surmise. A dress with long sleeves. Bruises on her arms. She self-harms. We are blind. One moment in time, a polaroid with gloss and a smile to disguise the pain inside.
Indie Poet and Author✍️ of four collections of poetry.
Chronic Fatigue Warrior💪
Volunteer, Solo Traveller✈️ and Yogi🙏.
Spilling ink from my heart and Soul.
My writing is real and raw, so if you are looking for a fairy tale you are on the wrong site!
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