You Can Be A Victim

Hate Is A Cancer That Spreads One Cell At A Time.

Ask Yourself: Was There Anything I Could Have Done To Prevent The Situation? If The Answer Is Yes, Do Something Now And Become A Better Person For It.

What Distresses Me At Times Is That I Meet A Lot Of People In Their 40's, 50's, 60's, Who Still Say They're A Victim Of Child Abuse.

The Most Beautiful Highway In The World

Inside, My Soul Became So Cold I Hated Everything. I Even Despised The Sun, For I Knew I Would Never Be Able To Play In Its Warm Presence. I Cringed With Hate Whenever I Heard Other Children Laughing, As They Played Outside. My Stomach Coiled Whenever I Smelled Food That Was About To Be Served To Somebody Else, Knowing It Wasn't For Me.