got ash?

From dust we came and to dust we shall return.

Dear thieves:

You can break my window but not my soul.

The Soul Truth

the power of His healing hand
kept working in the darkness.

Hey You,

The one who carries all the burdens on your shoulders.
The one who doesn’t fall apart.
The one that worries for her loved ones, but never really tells them how.

Rebirth

…the point of that blade deeper into my throat. I had the contrasting feeling of the cold metal blade and the heat of his breath melting my ear as he whispered softly one more time “Go inside or I will kill you.” I didn’t want to die.

Super Chick: My Defense Mechanism

What’s your defense mechanism? We all have one. If you haven’t pinpointed it yet, it’s okay, but maybe take some time for self exploration. Meanwhile, let me share mine with you: