I Exist

I exist,
inside your harsh fortress;
the sun never shines on my face.

I am kept,
both chaste and majestic;
I’m a figure to be ridiculed.

I wonder,
will I escape from here;
to be rescued from this icy place.

Whispers from the Walls: More Lonely Poems to Echo…

The Cold Chain

it gleamed silver in the muted air

Twisted Carcass

perverted desires and poisoned words

Brave Enough

I wish I were brave enough to speak

Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…

Rescued Me

fear of abusive men soon decreased

In His Embrace, I Slowly Died

where your love left me exiled

Brave Enough

I wish I were brave enough to speak

Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…

The Cold Chain

it gleamed silver in the muted air

Naïve Boy

I always believed life would be fair

Veins of Corruption

feet dragged in the filth of apathy