With closed ears,
no-one heard the whimpers
of a lost boy defiled in the dirt.
Clammy hands
groped my squirming body
while I writhed beneath his raw power.
With closed eyes,
no-one saw his thrilled thrusts
leave the soil soaked in my hurried hurt.
Whispers from the Wound: More Grief Poems to Mourn…
Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
When Roots Rot
deceit drained our desire to flower
Blood Never Forgets
life before the bruises
Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…
He Whispered Love
in a moment of fantasy
Murderous Seduction
deep within the haunted wood
In His Embrace, I Slowly Died
where your love left me exiled
Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…
Veins of Corruption
feet dragged in the filth of apathy
I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place
Naïve Boy
I always believed life would be fair