A Heartless Thought

My mind holds on to whispers in the dark. I heard them so long ago. Now they pull me apart. Torture is a corner, one I’ve never turned. My mind holds on but my heart screams how absurd. You need them says my mind. Speaking in a foreign tongue. The language is past tense while…

The Echo That Brought Me Sight

In the beginning it began as an echo her sharp wit filled the halls within me, even when she said not a single word It spoke volumes, changing me completely. The gate of her stride was quaint I remember how she glided upon the floor. I can see it as if it were yesterday now…

Blame Bloodies The Feet

Blame is like revolving moving only to go nowhere, There I found a low place by shattering vessels I threw there. There I learned nothing my anger is like glass on the floor, I removed my shoes of discernment so now my pain is so much more. I threw down what I fancied that which…