The Prisoner

I've lived without substance

I've burned without fire

I've captured the breath of a breeze

Through a storm I have wandered

A vision, I pondered

All along, making sense out of me

In a mirror, sadly gazing

This young spirit's brightly blazing

With a hope that she'll someday...

Be Free

-DRC   Age 13

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Souls screaming-

dreams lost in darkness

Tangeled feelings-

yearning to be freed

Microscopic tears-

forever threatening to fall

Callow remarks-

biting... scarring...

penetrating the heart...

threatening to destroy

my every being.

-DRC   Age 13

DRC is the sister of a RAD child.  Parents... as we fight the great fight to save our RAD            children... let us not forget "all" of our children.  Even the quiet ones!   -Suzanne