March 27, 2021 She sits in the middle of a heap of destruction. Eyes weary from the battle. It seems all is lost. She holds in her hand the remnants, all that was left from the war. A single flower in full bloom. Her heart flutters one last breathe of hope. She hears the whisper, … Continue reading Time to Rebuild the Ruins
It’s like living life without breathing. But isn’t that what I was taught and instructed to do? Well, it just doesn't seem to be true? There is nothing here but death.