My Way

I have become lost
wandering a plane of existence
I have never been before.
This raw landscape
unfiltered
unrefined
unknown
spools before me
pathways never taken.
Shadowy beings
lurk in the corners
shifting
plying
playing
with my emotions
with my thoughts
desires
dreams
fears.
Silver clouds
rain upon my head
merging with tears
rolling
seeping
free falling
over my cheeks.
I continue forward.
Skeletal tree
black arms beckoning
raised against the sky.
My destination.
My way out.
My way to……
November 30/18
Photo is one that I took Spring of 2018
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Cleanse

Vile
blackened heart
blackened soul
teeth digging in
rending dreams
no child should have to run from.
Disguised
cloaked decent
only the tiny eyes
lips trembling with fear
for deep inside
they know
it will be their fault
never yours
see the monster beneath.
Dancing through the shadows
I stalk
desiring to rid myself
this world
those poor imps
from your tainted touch.
Death escapes
last breath
trials of blood
at my feet.
Eyes fading
glow extinguished
now
I can wash this sin away.
November 29/18

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Now that the manuscript for ‘The Kirkwood Scott Chronicles – Skelly’s Square’ is with my editor, you would think I could slow down and take a break. Er….no. I’ve decided to give the traditional publishing route a shot and see what all those lovely literary agents think of my work. In order to do that, I have to submit query letters, a book synopsis, stuff like that. Does this madness never end?

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Sleep Alone

I see you
from the corner of my eye
lingering
hovering
so close
yet still so far.
Burning eyes
staring
gritty with dust
count the stars
count the sheep
please
oh please
let me sleep.
Ragged
exhausted
ready to fall down
release me from this cruel grip
of sleepless nights
tired days
insomnia
what a bitch.
All I want to do is sleep.
Nightmare beings
seen behind closed lids
hallucinations
or reality?
Let me sleep
let me rest
haunt me not
with your blooded presence.
Ghostly steps
clawed hand hooked in hair
demon sold
blasted in fire
beseeching
falling to my knees
screaming
let me go…..
please.
Whimpering
mewling
tears
shredded bleeding eyes
gouged with bitter dreams.
Let me go
let me be free
loosen your steel grip.
Allow
a moment of respite
before
talons spear
brain to soul
torture inflicted
monsters begone
release me
let me sleep alone.
November 23/18
Photo by Larm Rmah on Unsplash

Untitled Poem #10

Time slows
stand still
watch the birds fly away.
Take moments
hesitations
turn away from this pain.
Darkly
thoughts turn
no longer wanting
needing only
to not feel like this
anymore.
Grey landscape
I plod along
head down
there is no where else to go.
Century upon century
you will find us all alike
broken
dejected
a closed off heart.
Colors are gone
aching
wrenching
tears slip and flow.
Stare at me not
look away
I would rather fade
lost in the dark
than stay here another day.
November 27/18
Picture was taken by me summer of 2017.

Dream of Me

Tears
no longer falling.
Rage
erupting
flowing like lava
more
more
more
until
explosion.
I scare you.
Maybe someone should.
Cocky are you
believing all should bow
take hold of your robe
carry forth the crown.
Fattened calf 
lead to the altar.
Mistakes made
gritted teeth
realizing
discovering
sighing breath.
Stooge
not of the three
only of self.
Curling in
will not show
how much I hurt.
Standing on the abyss
ready to jump.
Currents rise
diving in
cradled
safe
watching from above
as ravens tear into you.
Your form.
Your lies.
Your ego.
Deflated
depressed
drained
made to pay.
I am not a simple girl.
I am a woman
strong
independent
courageous
never again
to fall to my knees…..
docile & powerless.
Worth I know
forgotten for a bit
screw you dude
too bad
’cause
I am that bad bitch.
The one
who haunts your dreams at night.
November 23/18

Untitled Poem #9

Heavy
head lolls down
tears
none left
eyes so dry.
Pain
roiling through
screaming void
black engulfing
soul shriveling
I want to make it stop.
My being
fire singed
trust broken
never to……
sweet succor
slip beneath the dark waves
in the monochrome
world I abide.
Blood red
sizzling from my veins
twining
around my frame.
Finally
silence in my ears
no more voices
no more pain
no more anything.
November 25/18
Photo by Tiko Giorgadze on Unsplash