You know what to eat, when you are hungry. Food is the only thing that is food. So, you have to know that is your way to paradise without any doubt.

There are many methods of relaxations and one of them is Yoga. There are technics you learn to know how to breath bettter. This is important because that is how you ensure your stability.

This poem describes the progression of a verbally abusive relationship and how it goes from bad to worse to worst.

Abused by all, hoping to die peacefully.

I am questioning the choices I’ve made in later life. Almost mourning for what once was, but never truly had a chance. My naivete. Trust, shattered. It never mattered.

Why.

A poem about emotional abuse.

Abuse, both physical and emotional is a hard thing to recover from. I will not hold onto the pain or the anger over what was done to me. If I let my past control me then my abuser has won. Forgiving liberates me.

A Tale of Love Gone Awry.

A vivid capture of a counseling session of a young woman who is seeing a therapist in order to find closure with her psychological problems caused by years of abuse. Revealing and captivating, until….the walls are painted red. A gruesome picture of the endless possibilities of covering the emotional wounds of abuse.