The Familiar Touch

I want to feel, I want to feel love again, The way your hand felt rough, against my face. The life line in your palm was long; you’re suffering lasting long enough. The warm embrace in the middle of the night, when the demons in my head awakened , miss that the most. If I … Continue reading The Familiar Touch


To be together again

1th March 2013 The fights kept getting louder. Ma and Pa were at it again. “I am going out to play”, I shouted and ran out. I was ten years old, old enough to be by myself. I found my peace playing in the garden of my house. The swings lifted my mood and my … Continue reading To be together again