Trauma Journey of Anika

poetry

  • The Weight of Light – a Poem

    Gripping play-doh in my hand so tight, shaking and struggling to just sit right, racing heart w/ shallowing breath that might, make me dizzy yet I tell myself it’s alright, was I ever so slightly holding on too tight? was… Continue reading

  • The Light That Lives in Darkness

    Contemplating life and its elusive counterpart, death, I grappled with trauma’s unyielding shadows. Death once seemed a sanctuary, an end to fear. Yet, in this introspection, I stumbled upon unexpected insights about darkness and light, hope and despair. This post… Continue reading