OctPoWriMo Prompt: Taste of Metal
My soul has been emptied
There is no one to fill me
I am a metal bucket stashed away under the old wooden ladder
I’ve been replaced by plastic and colors Continue reading
OctPoWriMo Prompt: Taste of Metal
My soul has been emptied
There is no one to fill me
I am a metal bucket stashed away under the old wooden ladder
I’ve been replaced by plastic and colors Continue reading
OctPoWriMo Prompt: We Write Because We Must
Chained up,
Bound to the page
Captive to my own darkened mind, Continue reading
Bite off a piece of this bitter candor
It is harder to swallow than the silence
These thoughts are bordering on slander
Guaranteed to twist life into defiance Continue reading
A poetic and artisitc collaboration between HorrorMade.com and myself.
I’ll never be heard,
thoughts will never be summoned
in efforts to be understood. Continue reading
The days have been frigid and bleak…
I am a soul thirsting for compassion,
Ambushed into suffering this drought Continue reading
I don’t want to think about it tonight,
But I might not get the chance tomorrow Continue reading
I pour out my soul but no one is listening
The way it makes me feel is sickening
I’m standing on your stage to audition
Wanting more of a role than abused fiction
I should be the lead inside your mind Continue reading
This is not the first regret from proximity
Not the first love that has left me cursed
It has left me doubting my authenticity
There is nothing in me with desirability Continue reading
My poetic interpretation of this striking photograph taken by Tom R
I’ve been designed to keep people away…
inflicting injury whenever I can,
Poking, stabbing when any one gets close Continue reading