I am not ashamed But I bite my tongue
Plain Sight
Not meant as an insult But it still hurts
Hallow Home
all alone in this hallow home
Fixed/Broken
The room is familiar Although the faces are not
Fear Creeps In
Sick gnawing feeling Gut churning
Envy
Move on a notion Based on a lie
Silent Cry
I scream but am not heard
Slow Suicide
I can't stand watching you doing this to yourself You know better
Human Monsters
Flashing fur and fang The wind howls with whipping rain
This is Halloween!
Not really, but it is October. In the spirit of October I am going to try to keep to a creepy theme. Not surprisingly, I have quite a few that fit that category or just angst-y (see teenage years) so this is my disclaimer for the month that 90% of my poems will be dark,... Continue Reading →
Fragment of a Figment 