thoughtcriminal1985 : Writing

My Armour

My Armour

A Poem by thoughtcriminal1985


I cast my lies so their shadowy net falls wide about my shoulders. They weigh upon my heavily like Rusted armour, stretched thin and pitted...
Change the Mannequin's Face

Change the Mannequin's Face

A Poem by thoughtcriminal1985


I have learned to dream again. Imagination’s new begins, A ripple in a still pool. They leave fleeting impressions. I have met ..
Tomorrow

Tomorrow

A Poem by thoughtcriminal1985


As a child I had no concept of tomorrow, All I knew was the moment the “now” Happy tantrums and joyful begins. As an adolesce..