The hardest thing to do is give it all away
The hardest thing to do is let it slip away
Why do I hold on to something that hurts me so?
Why can’t I let it all go… just go away?
This beautiful poem was written by one of “My Girls” earlier this year.
My Spiritual Warfare by Christina M.
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Dona Ana County Detention Center, March 2014
I look up to the sky… my head to the north
This battle, it wages within me,
Pulling me back and forth
Up and down like a rollercoaster ride
I’m constantly searching for a safe place to hide