Talking to a ghost, As Death turns you inside out- The one who scared you Sets your mind at ease. The one who forgave you Leaves you incomplete- Talki..
Upon a wall in my room, eyes follow- Mad, sad, cold, hollow. An echo from the repeated past,Ricochetsthrough my radiated mind. And my fear expands in ..
This is a poem about leaving a metaphorical home of the past that I apparently lingered in far too long. I wrote this poem in hopes of shedding some l..
Liquid shadows skewedBy dying winter lightThrough locked bedroom doors,Like lonely disjointed memories-A corridor of the mindEtched in the darkSingula..