Victoria Venable : Writing

sacrifice

sacrifice

A Story by Victoria Venable


Sacrifice is one of the deepest, realest, forms of love. It is putting someone else's needs above your own. It started with Layla. I knew she was mean..
No one

No one

A Story by Victoria Venable


These are mainly personal experiences I am working through at the time. No one seems to want to hear me anymore.
The beginnning

The beginnning

A Story by Victoria Venable


I really don't know when the beginning started. I remember moments of my childhood and the rest is a blank, like my mind had a, "fight or flight " res..
Anger

Anger

A Poem by Victoria Venable


I really can't find the words. they want to strike anger like a match, they want to watch me ignite and burn... Secretly it is swallowing me... My ins..
I

I

A Poem by Victoria Venable


I just keep running deeper inside of myself. If I lock it all away I wont have to feel it. I ignore him and he doesn't really notice. He doesn..
She

She

A Story by Victoria Venable


I knew I was before I even got pregnant. I had already made up my mind. I knew she was not meant for me, she was just finding her way to her mom...
Teeth

Teeth

A Poem by Victoria Venable


Everything I say is through gritted teeth and clenched fists. My skin is holding the chaos in. It wants to rip through the surface. It wants to tea..
The Monster

The Monster

A Poem by Victoria Venable


He wraps hands around my throat, suffocating me with memories not even made yet. I can see the stolen moments forming at the corner of my eye, l..

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