Reflections

in the shattered shards of my soul
I see
a life that might have worked
had the pain not taken over
and smashed me to pieces

Written by Rachel 26/9/2004

Grant unto me

My mind is consumed with the thought of my death
Where is my place in this world?
Will you not grant me freedom?
Will you not grant me peace?
Darkness fills my being day and night
I long to see it leak out of me
In dark red rivers
Till I am empty but for you.

(God grant me a reason to live)

Written by Rachel 3/1/2007