Standing under this 
I feel small and 
As I am enrobed and embraced
By nature~bathed in

~Keep Walking


About ~Drew

I am a survivor of childhood torture. Each day, I put one foot in front of the other, moving forward. To do any less would spell my own destruction. My music/poetry/prose deal with the devastating effect of this kind of abuse on a human being: me. My experiences/thoughts/ideas/misconceptions are exposed here for all to see. Here. I am lain bare, naked, hidden only be the cloak of anonymity.
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2 Responses to Humbled

  1. fiveloaf says:

    spirited and lovely..

  2. Luke Prater says:

    a lot packed into a few words here… great word-economy

    Luke @ WordSalad

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