A sample from Book 7
Pillars of DeathContinue reading “‘Pillars of Death’”
I'm an apparent suicide
who took
everything buried inside
‒sprayed it out
like pesticide
they call it a homicide
raging words
was all it took
for love to dry
‒leaving only tears
to cry
slowly I died
asking every kind of why
why only anger's words
was enough
to cast me aside
why my truth
was reason
my life
‒its very existence
to hide
my being
no longer resides
in hearts
I believed
could override
evil's prancing stride
they all cast me aside
for thoughts...words
I could no longer
hold inside
instead of holding me
as these eyes cried
they buried me
‒an unmarked grave
deep outside
with bugs and flies


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