Light goes thin,
but something shifts within;
I wish I were brave enough to know.
Silence stabs,
like I’d said something wrong;
I wish I were brave enough to speak.
Voices rise,
all claiming to be right;
I wish I were brave enough to think.
Whispers from the Walls: More Lonely Poems to Echo…
Twisted Carcass
perverted desires and poisoned words
Bound in Darkness
blood spilled over the descending sun
I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place
Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…
Blood Burning
queens snorted and screamed
Danced the Razor’s Edge
with one slice he would see me
Rescued Me
fear of abusive men soon decreased
Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…
I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place
Veins of Corruption
feet dragged in the filth of apathy