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…

Twisted Carcass

perverted desires and poisoned words

Brave Enough

I wish I were brave enough to speak

Abnormality Agony

the secret code of my mental illness

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

Beaten and Broken

wrapped me in snug warm wool

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

Mental Agony

my body stood naked and exposed

Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…

Fierce Hunt

gave me a brief moment of rebirth

Beasts of Terror

they rushed across the land

Naïve Boy

I always believed life would be fair