Written By: Deanna Marie Battista The perfume of sadness that has attached itself to every part of me. It's truly poetry. Walking in the short distance of time. The ribbons and my tears that form bridges for you to cross one day. The pangs of heartache. Yet pain being melded into purpose I know is a gift. The way the question mark is teetering on its last shift. No more molding into the ways of each passing day. No more apparitions of my worst fears. Being alone in this solit

Written By: Deanna Marie Battista It’s become a friend once more. But still as the seconds and minutes trickle on, there’s a distance within this friendship that is beginning to grow. I’m not sure how we got here. This parting of separate ways all the while staying in the same place. Moving towards even more depths than I couldn’t have ever imagined before. I’m trying my hardest not to knock on heaven’s door. This heart of mine I still hold and carry in my hands. This clock,

Written By: Deanna Marie Battista When one chapter ends… another one begins...The promises that Jesus will honor, these are unlike any sought after dream that the world would never truly be able to fulfill. It’s become the most felt blessing of all- to feel like you can truly depend on what makes you flourish the most; because it will always be there and never falter. Your faith! God will never leave his child behind. He will always leave the ninety-nine to go back and save