Poems

Sketches in the Dark In the deep silence of twilightI find my sanctuary,my small studio dimly litby a flickering lamp. The air is thick with graphite and paper,the silence broken onlyby the rhythmic scratchof my pencil against the canvas. I draw feverishly,driven by a compulsionI cannot fully understand.The figure on my paper emerges slowly,a haunting […]

Sleep ParalysisThe first time: pressure across my chest,a weight that refused to lift.I woke into darkness knowingwith the certainty that lived in every nerve—something crouched at my side,a presence in the peripheralI could not override. My eyes were open. Ceiling visible.The clock at 3 and change.My body would not answer any signalsent through its range.I

Senseless I hear your breath, soft and warm against my hair,a quiet sigh lingering in the dense air. I feel your touch pressed against my back,the steady rhythm of each breath we share.You are right here with me,your skin, your heat. I taste the air around you each day,a sweet thickness I’ve always craved,lingering on

SecondsTwo seconds—when you first meet your lover’s gaze,when you open a door and hear Surprise.Just before you hear the condom broke,and when you swallow wrong, choking. The moment a bullet finds skin,just before you beg a preacher for forgiveness.The held breath before a newborn screams,and the silence after someone stops. It’s the instant you hit

Secrets Hidden in the Dark Whispers echo softly,secrets hidden in the dark,beneath the floorboardswhere shadows twine and dance. Each creak and sigh a story,a haunting, subtle markin the murkwhere forgotten fears advance. Echoes shiver through the voidwhere old fears call.Dusty relics murmurof a time grown stark,of long-buried sinsand tangled tales askance. From secrets unspoken,buried in

Satan’s TemperUnder The Floorboards / 7DS Inhale deep.Steel my nerves.Nothing morethan you deserve. Adrenalineburns through my veins.Strugglingto stay sane. Hold the rage. Keep it back.Resist the urge. Stifle attack.Burning thoughts fill my head.Blind my eyes. Seeing red. Blood boils.It just won’t quit.……Fuck it. I want to tear my nails through your flesh,rip apart your skin,pound

Say A Prayer Looking out over steady water,searching for another future.I never knew it would come around again.How’d it get so cold?I’m too young to feel this old. Watch the clouds rolling in,a storm that never ends.I swore tomorrow would be different.Well, tomorrow’s here today,everything’s exactly the sameand yet another day is spent. Send a

Roots of Fear In shadowed depths where nightmares thrive,vile blooms rise from terror’s seed,their roots burrowedwhere the lost are still alive. Beneath the floorboards, darkness feedson whispers of dread that chill the night.Twisted stalks from fear’s own blightsprout in silence, their hunger fierce. Dreadful flora with eyes that leer,they coil and writhe in their grim

Same Old Every day, it’s the same old, same old,a rhythm that drags me down.Another day grows coldwith nothing or no one around. Try to sleep, it’s the same old, same old.Thoughts scatter across my mind,another night bought and soldwith no real change to find. The same old clouds,the same old rain,the same dull air,the

Rise Above I can feel the bitter stingof another day spent wasted,dwelling on what has gone,tormented by tragedies lingering too long. I look out into the shadows left behind me,stare into the darkness,see the demons yet to find me,and cry out to the skyquestioning why it all went so wrong. My eyes are trapped within