Some pain rips though you like a bullet and never truly goes away. Some pain lingers for awhile and then is gone. Some pain makes a brief appearance and then is gone before you even notice it was there. But the lose of a child cripples you beyond repair and never again will you be normal. You spend your days asking why and your nights will be filled with tears and heart ache. Some things make it better and for me that something is reading and writing poetry. So enjoy my stories my darlings for the only reason they are here is because my child died.
  • Selmer Tennesse
  • JoinedFebruary 14, 2013



Story by Evelyn Horst
A Book of Words by eviehope
A Book of Words
Poetry... Words laced together to create a beautiful picture.