My inner monologue, my rage, love and dreams.... Come walk with me
A recovery journey exploring the effects of complex trauma through art and creative writing.
Auteur
What is a bookshelf other than a treasure chest for a curious mind...
Author of Fantasy novels
Writer and Mental Patient
Books Make Your Life Special
You are the Storyteller of Your Own Life. Create Your Own Legend - or Not!
My life in 2024
To my journey
Pain goes in, love comes out.
Poetry about life
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Short reads about life, work and play.
Philosopher Poet
Poetry from a heart on fire
Thank you ❤ and of course I will never stop fighting. That's not my style… 😉
Creepy poem. Darkness is never forever.
I second what 1annecasey said.
Keep that light within Patty. Don’t you let that darkness in. : )))
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