Eyes open,
mind closed,
heart sunken,
soul exposed.
Night fallen,
shadows enter,
demons callin’,
my tormentor.
Wounds raw,
muscles weak,
voice of flaw,
but just a squeak.
Squeak
Published
Eyes open,
mind closed,
heart sunken,
soul exposed.
Night fallen,
shadows enter,
demons callin’,
my tormentor.
Wounds raw,
muscles weak,
voice of flaw,
but just a squeak.
Autumn Siders 