Loneliness so deep it's become part of me
Tag: Blood
Breathing an Inferno
Page after page fills, a manifestation of the intrusive words Keeping me awake at night, nudging me to finally speak up Ever so gently, their blazing heat embraces my soul, urging me on My fingers caress the sea of flames, breathing an inferno to life
Red in Hue
Scarlet roses rising in the garden The shade of crimson blood As it drains away A flame's maroon hue, Blazing with determination
Crimson Prison
Photo by Andy Buckley on Pexels.com In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, I am confined Here, silence reigns, An empty space For the condemned to stay Darkness casts over all, Leaving nary a sliver of light In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, I stare at towering walls Within them, I see those Who… Continue reading Crimson Prison
The Quiet One
Always the quiet one, the one who stays silent I'll continue to be quiet, not saying a word, Never calling your behavior out But, I'll write it down, make a note, create a mark For every time I've been disappointed, wronged, or hurt I won't let it out, but I won't forgive or forget Stored in my mind, chained in my chest
Introverted Creativity 