Apophysis 2.02 PhotoFiltre and a little of me:-) Hello all, feeling a bit better but not out of the woods yet...*sigh* thanks for your visits and comments, miss you all and going to get some comments done this week!! This year has been about new beginnings for me in many areas and this is another..I bare my soul a bit tonite for you so you understand the words below, I was a survivor of both domestic violence and rape, I say was because as of today I am no longer a survivor of those...I am simply proud to be a survivor...a new chapter and a goodbye to the old her and she by way of these words..and a hello to brand new ME!!! Bless you one and all...Big Hugs! In Silent Vigil a single teardrop finds its way down her cheek in silent salute to the memory of her yesterday the pictures in her mind fade and disappear and alone she ponders all she knew, the death of day, the stars above daydreams to night dreams, for all those she loved one single teardrop holds silent vigil her mind millions of tears away her heart cries and she moans in silent pain behind the walls dark and torn, she waits, forlorn in darkened passages she feels her way, lost within a maze of torment and shame, a place where no one has ever been, she locks the door, throws the key away, says goodbye, then hello, then quickly runs away one single teardrop holds silent vigil confusion looms on uncertain horizons, all reflected in a single silent teardrop even in shadows and darkness all is shaky, hazy , undone and she struggles and screams in silent tribute to the single teardrop that did salute that which reflected all the love lost, the memory and pain remembered, by one single teardrop, that holds silent vigil, no more...