Fragments Rising: Remembering All the Men I Thought I Loved

For all of those sitting in shadows of sorrow,
unsure of stepping into the light,
of being seen,
feeling flawed,
unaware of your pure worth,
warding off consuming darkness
that distorts and suffocates:
I see you.
I hear you.
I reach out my hand to you.
Please take it,
walk with me.

Mercy Roberts believes that touching one soul changes the landscape of the world. Emotion is her first, most fluent, and favorite language. She writes to give voice to those locked in fragile, traumatized silence.

In this c...