WE ARE THE HURT AND WOUNDED
We are the hurt and wounded... We carry our scars in our bellies and thighs, And in those downcast eyes, That hesitate to meet another's. [...]
WILD PLACES
In the land of scorn, I am the unwelcome one. Seeking an open door, a crack; A smile.
TRAUMA IS A TYRANT
Trauma is a tyrant He has friends in all the right places Guards, who are ready to attack Trespassers on forbidden territory