Your vacant eyes watching me,
Through cracked walls
Of guilt and shame.
/ Images blurred /
/ Thoughts unheard /
You cannot read inside my mind,
For as long as you hide behind,
Dirty walls of a different kind.
– nd
Misunderstood
Writer & Poet
Your vacant eyes watching me,
Through cracked walls
Of guilt and shame.
/ Images blurred /
/ Thoughts unheard /
You cannot read inside my mind,
For as long as you hide behind,
Dirty walls of a different kind.
– nd
Freelance Writer
Literary Goals:
- To revive an interest in the literary arts in modern society
- To use the written word as a voice of liberation for survivors of abuse
- To use literature as a means of awareness and healing for trauma survivors
My Unshackled Mind 
Beautiful!
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Thank you Neomi 🙏🏽
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