Poems

Mother’s Journey – The Call (Prose)Under The FloorboardsDawg Slow, agonizing declinenot measured in daysbut in moments stretched past breaking Every day by her sidehospital smells and bitter weightDiabetes took her legand something in her dimmed She was always a fighterbut this fight was differentShe wasn’t battling the disease anymoreshe was up against the thing none […]

Midnight Rainbow The sky went dark and the stars hidbehind a ceiling of gray,and my reflection matched it—shadows filling me upthe same way they filled the sky. Something whispered that I was wrong.Not a voice, just a knowing,an ache chewing at the center of mewith no name and no reason. One of those nights.No one

Morning StarUnder The Floorboards / 7DS It shouldn’t have come to this.I was just a child, for god’s sake. My father was not a bad man–he was simply blindto the effects of his little gameson us kids. I was the favorite.His golden child.Every day was heaven.We played together,talked about everything in creation.I loved him without

Memories Trapped Below The floorboard groansand the past groans with it. Betrayals buried underneath,sins pressed into the grain of the woodlike stains that won’t sand out. Every creak tells a story—lust, rage, something worse,secrets locked in a rotting cagethat shifts with the weightof anyone who walks above. The wood moans like a lover.Like a confession.Like

Make You Cry Your laughter echoes deep into the nightand your smile haunts every roomlike something I can’t quite hold. Everything looks perfect from here.Bacon done right, mornings in sync,Chapstick on your lips when we kiss. But underneath it all, something gnaws. I’ve seen you bare and glistening,awake before coffee,makeup smeared across the sheets,your scent

Mammon’s RichesUnder The Floorboards / 7DS Come here for just a moment, child.Heed my dark advice.Why should they have everythingwhile you toil and sacrifice? You deserve the finest.You deserve to ascend.Rise above the rubble.Let your aspirations never end. It’s only naturalto crave a little more–something betterthan what you had before. Do whatever it takes.Get down

Love My Way I talk about eating people for fun.I’ve got a dead goldfish collection.I told you I’d peel your face offand replace it with someone better looking. I wrote you love lettersfrom hell’s point of view.Shaved satanic symbolsinto your cat. You smiled and said you’d always be mine. I had you committed for the

Lucifer’s RationalUnder The Floorboards / 7DS I know the children may be hungry,but someday they’ll understand.You just can’t ask anyone for help.It’s simply not in your plan. When the lights go out and the heat is gone,still you stand alone.Because help is for the weaklings,and you are made of stone. When someone challenges your reasoning,just

Leviathan’s JealousyUnder The Floorboards / 7DS You are everything.I am nothing.My hatred grows sharperwith each passing day. When I gaze upon youall I see is what I lack.I’d sacrifice anythingto swap places, to turn back. You are flawless, blessed,untouched by any grime,while I see only my own flawsin a life so out of time. The

Lost in the Doodles A child at a desk,crumpled paper, scattered crayons,every mark a doorwayto a place bigger than this room. I drew a dragon once.Not ordinary—scales that shimmeredlike deep space, each onereflecting its own small universe. And when I shaded the last curve,it twitched.Just a quiver. Enoughto stop my heart. Its head turned. Eyes