Some days….

I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity. – E.A. Poe Some days this is true enough. Don’t you think?

Hunger

Ah, there is desolation inside my soul.It is something unexplainable,Yet I always try to define it.It is like trying to explain love, I suppose.Many have, yet for each of us,It’s meaning is something different,Though we all have a vague idea of it. To run...

Death Inside Of Me

For so long I ran from her,From Death.I closed my ears to what she sang;Refused her lessons,About life, about love,About what must die so I may live.I heard them naught. In doing so I wounded the Death in me.In my mothers and grandmothers,In my daughters and...

Metamorphosis

The snow, so white and pristine,Is only a cover for what’s underneath,While I am not.I’ve been disgraced and chased,robbed and beaten,until innocence is no longer there.But unlike the snow which meltsWith the coming spring,I am still here, wiser for it...

Traveller

Something is spilling forthfrom within meIt’s almost uncontrollableUrging me to find my place,My pack, my niche,Across the vast desertTo the abode my soul calls home I hear the bay of the solitary wolfHowling in the distanceFor her place,her pack, her homeIt...

Succession

Oh! The sadness of woman!Forever filling the voidWithin themselvesCutting and purging,Until freedom is lost,To the gilded cage of beauty. Remember then your kin,The ones who came before,For this is your face,Your height and your shape.They rest within you,Made you as...

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