Her World, Jaded By The Past
Her orbs were always bloodshot. In their depths hid suffering, In them flickered despair, That even destiny couldn’t do away with, There was a dim
Really Found Peace In Your Violence
The hits that never stopped coming, The attacks that always lingered, The hurt that stayed so damn long, The pain that left internal scars, The
All I Needed Was You
The comfort of your hugs, I longed for, Lying beside you, happy, safe and secure. A routine in homes, so common and true, Yet mine
A Tale of A Sibling
The tale of a sibling This sibling— Not just any sibling, But the firstborn sibling. This sibling, Always in charge, Always knowing what to do,
What If You Never Left, Papa?
You left… Without saying a word, you left. You didn’t care what would happen to me, You didn’t bother to think of me, not once,
The Apple Blind To The War
I never wanted to be like him— Bitter, angry, cold, and grim. I never wanted to be like her— Fragile, lost, a prisoner. I never
