Her Creature

I don’t usually think through my poems much, I just write (and then Haych edits to make them awesome). I don’t share them much either so hope you enjoy..   It’s dark, dark and grey Up there in her head. An empty beat circulates hurt And ache onto them. One word, one smile, one Glance and dead they are Or even worse, ruined.   Excruciating … Continue reading Her Creature