Self-awareness on a darker type of crazy. #dysfunctional
I kneel down to tie the laces on his shoes. Again, he’s in those brown loafers, the ones which he insists on wearing daily, no matter their shabby condition. Hesitantly, he gets up from the chair. He stands almost erect as his back seems a little stiff today. The small red tote bag on the…
Seeing glass in a humane way.
#broken #enviroment #selfworth
A poem about preventative care.
A poem about taking a leap into a peace of mind.