Dry your eyes love,

We’re going to be fine,

Pack a bag for twenty years into time.

Say goodbye to those

Awful nights,

Lying awake

Too scared to breathe ,

Face in our tattered pillow, muffling out our screams.

Dreams of a better life

Still far away,

We will break a dozen more times

Before, we can laugh

And say ‘yeah I’m okay’…read more