Poetry – Reflections

Look inside, what do you see? A papier mache me. Made of glue that starts to melt. Disfigured elements. Bruised and scarred, my tarnished flesh is an unwelcome guest. It’s all there, if you look hard, underneath the facade. Cruel mirrors, reflecting me, for everyone to see.   Let's connect... Facebook Goodreads Twitter Instagram

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Poetry – Desperation

Can you hear me? If I scream, will you help me? I am breaking, in shadows, blood cascading. Disintegrate. In silence, lungs suffocate. Everything at stake, in darkness. My life is fake. Not listening, it’s too late. Reach out your hand I’m drowning, too broke to stand. Beneath my skin I’m singing, A final hymn. … Continue reading Poetry – Desperation