I exist,
inside your harsh fortress;
the sun never shines on my face.
I am kept,
both chaste and majestic;
I’m a figure to be ridiculed.
I wonder,
will I escape from here;
to be rescued from this icy place.
Whispers from the Walls: More Lonely Poems to Echo…
Twisted Carcass
perverted desires and poisoned words
Mental Fortress
the radiance of my spirit dimmed.
Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…
Rescued Me
fear of abusive men soon decreased
The Devil’s Whisper
caused my life to vanish
Bound in Darkness
my blood flowed over golden sands
Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…
Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
Beaten and Broken
wrapped me in snug warm wool