Poems from Lady Serena

No one can know about this secret. This grotesque secret. It's become a hobby. Something done daily. Something that is yearned. Something...
If you don't have legs, Run. If you don't have hope, Invent. If you don't have love, Improvise. If you don't have faith, Jump. If you don't...
You who art in heaven, look down on me with grace. Wrap your merciful wings around my soul, And let me know you have me in your Embrace.
If each tear that was shed, told a story, would your stories be indifferent to others'? Or would they all share a common purpose in reason?
I began to write because I was unable to express myself clearly by speaking. So I decided to express myself, my thoughts, my morals and my...