|
|
 |
as the light from the carousel dims by day/ and halos circle smiles ...by night the beast is brought onto his knees sipping spirit ecstasy I tip toe round this labyrinth of fantasy hoping, wishing, praying the grease not hit the flame ...tonight not tonight ...let me avoid the pain the shame to know just where I lost my name I must I slip outside my self and enact this play called life as the caterpillar weaves a cocoon in wistful hopes and dreams of a butterfly ... 'ThE CaMbIe RoAd PoEt' like to be posted here, Mail me This site is where you can add your name to others who have survived childhood sexual abuseBreaking the Silence Comradery This site is where you can read other's stories of abuse and gain courage from them.Breaking the Silence Supported you through your trials inThe Rock of Support for all to see in The Wall Hope for Recovery who's only crime is trying to stay alive inNeal and Jesse of courage, tenasity, and ability to break the cycle against all odds in the amazing site called Ghostwolf 1-800-96-ABUSE |
