Whisper Creek: Poetry and Prose

  When that which should bring you comfort feels like being wrapped in razor wire and chained to a mirror  to look at nothing but yourself N...

    T he demons became tired of the midnight battles  and I became tired of their constant prattle,  and finally, thank the Goddess, they fe...

      I've gotten to know me, and I know me quite well. sometimes its been painful a guilt trip to hell.          I had to learn to love...

I'm afraid to go to sleep cause time will pass to fast and the time will come I'm dreading when my heart will shatter like g...

  Tell me sweet Momma what should I see when I'm standing at the mirror a stranger staring back at me. Who the hell i...

When I think I know what I look like but then a mirror I walk passed I see someone I don't recognize society's ou...

Don't jump, please don't, Daniel don't jump now from this place your body may be gone and your spirit into space. ...