For Them

When the night is still the baby wakes, Fulfilling dreams with sleep she takes, My worrisome heart trembles and quakes, But my legs stand strong for her. Uprooted from the world I’ve known, Bruised and scarred and yet not alone, Fighting for them and everything shown, My dreams are just within reach. A life that’s … More For Them

Disgusting

The two faced person I see before me is nothing more than a hollow shell wishing to exist, and I do not see it. I will not see it. To believe there is something there is to gaze upon it, to remain blind is to protect it, and to hate it is to get closure … More Disgusting

The Block

I haven’t picked up a pencil in what seems like years. I seem to remember that I was good at it and that I found great solace in picking up a pencil and creating what was in my mind; anything that struck my fancy. When I was younger I wasn’t worried about my style or … More The Block

Halls of Echoes

Empty, the place seemed empty. She counted the footsteps that echoed back at her. Where is he? She imagined all the horrors that could have befallen him since he ran away. “Here kitty. . ” She yelled hesitantly, tilting her ear toward the black abyss. The only sound was the echo of her own voice as it … More Halls of Echoes

DISCLAIMER

If you don’t like what I write, there are millions other of blogs to follow, don’t creep on mine. I don’t need a private blog to post poetry to appease anybody. If it offends from here on, the error was on your part. My poems are strictly fiction. IF YOU DONT LIKE WHAT I POST … More DISCLAIMER