Speak up, a poem

I find myself being quiet to avoid confrontation because my parents were scary when I was small and there was not allowance for my expression. Funny though, because last night at work I got written up for speaking my opinion. I have fought hard for the healing of my internal system and many parts have …

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As popular as my voice

It's happening more and more all the time now, the encounters that are undeniably supernatural, where the expectation no longer exceeds reality.  I remember not having a voice and being a wall flower smacked on white sheet rock that depicted the color my face shown, when asked a question.  All those years of feeling silenced …

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