When Roots Rot

Grown in filth
without love or nurture;
neglect rotted our roots deep below.

Growing pains
from swaying in great storms;
deceit drained our desire to flower.

Leaves wilted
while fungus clogged our veins;
we craved the caress of a rainbow.

Whispers from the Wound: More Grief Poems to Mourn…

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

Dear Father

never hear you tell me you loved me

Bound in Darkness

my blood flowed over golden sands

Whispers from the Bloodline: More Family Trauma Poems to Unpack…

Mental Illness Demon

whispered fears and deranged ideas

Big Daddy

each word I uttered, I heard your voice

Blood Never Forgets

life before the bruises

Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…

Brave Enough

I wish I were brave enough to speak

Tearful Eyes

dulled my mind and left my soul despaired

The Cold Chain

it gleamed silver in the muted air