Openheartwriting Stories

A poem for those we build for - quietly, completely, without ever being asked. A soft place made of hope.

Every day, the same chair. The same view. But behind the glass, a quiet existence unfolds - one of waiting, wondering, creating, and hoping to be seen. This isn't a stor...

Have you ever wondered what's really inside them? Not the version they show. Not the smiles or the silence. But the voice they only use in the dark - the one even they b...