Broken..

Like a rose willfully plucked Her nectar taken compulsively Cruel hands tore her beauty Left on the road to wither away She dies slowly in darkness Fearing every eyes that watch Waiting for a silent escape From a world that left her Every dream of life broken Simply Snickers – Wait, Watch, Willful

Faces

“Freddy, I’m scared. They’re not saying anything, and their faces are hideous. Why are we here?” asked Ann. Her frightened voice was immediately met with voices of complaint from those sitting in front of her. She gripped her brother’s hand even more firmly. She felt Freddy’s hand squeeze her back. “Ann, it’s ok. They’re not … Read moreFaces