It's funny to see
What people think
When thoughts are written on their faces
Like letters in the alphabet
Clearly spelling out
What they knew and thought and felt
I knew what words
Would be written there
Ere I began my tale
Murderer, psychopath, hatred, disgust
But no, a startling opposite
Love
Care
And a willingness to trust
And no infinite series
Could hold enough for me to read
On and on I would speak
And on and on their faces played
The words I didn't know I need
And for the first time
A tear fell down
Not in agony at my mistake
But in joy that I'd found
Forgiveness, mine to take
I'd done what I had to do
I knew
Surer than sure
But knowing that they believed it too
Makes life a mountain easier.
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Inside the Asylum ✓
Short StoryA teenage girl murders her brother, forcing her into the local asylum. But what if she's not really crazy? One tragedy. One girl. Four white walls. Welcome to the Asylum. [a poetic short story] **Awards** 1st in Short Story - The Champ Easter Award...
