It is in the place where no one dares,
to climb, to seek, to find, to care
It is my own face in which I stare,
I am at my peak, when no one’s there.
No awkward words, or worse, the silence
Homeless, to avoid domestic violence,
The heart begs for safety, I’m yet reminded,
By the mind’s heavy hand over my mouth, whispering, don’t even try it.
No glass house, just stones, thrown in disarray
No...
