A Poem for your Sunday

It has been a terribly long time since I’ve posted anything on here… but, I’ve been busy, and definitely have a lot to recount. So, hopefully I’ll become more active on all my social sites. (It’s not something that’s ever been my strong suit in the past)

In the meantime, have some of the first writing I’ve done in a bit. If I’m lucky, this will be the start of more creativity to come.


Forlorn and foreign
the depths of my soul.
So icy and black
it could be called home.

Treacherous aisles
and empty halls.
Windowless rooms
and smashed wooden doors.

A silent reflection
of the life I’ve lived

The pain I hide

lost behind cold smiles
and wicked ways

Redeem me if you wish
but just let me say

I’ve already had my time.
My day.

And nothing can replace
What was so viciously
Torn away.




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