The Valley of Dying Stars

This is the Valley of Dying Stars, Of broken dreams and cut strings. In here I no longer dangle From the uncertainty of my master’s whims. Instead I fall, fall, fall After finally pulling free. The wait to reach the ground Has got to be the worst, Since on my way down, I see nothing […]

Her.

Shit went down. The next four poems (this one included) are me trying to organize my thoughts. Sorry. Part 1 of BETRAYED. You plunged the knife into her back And I wasn’t there to see it. Yet I felt it stab deep into me, So deep I felt it in my heart. She was in no […]