| Swallowing Stones By: Ariane_Granville@operamail.com Swallowing stones. Shame. Fear. Hurt. Rising like bile in my throat. Tears threaten to betray. Silence closes in, Every decision, every step, Governed by terror -- Made real...dreams for some. Life for me. Walking with death, Waking in darkness. Doomed to speculate, to witness, to know. Forbidden to tell; Dying to show. BACK |