A Registered Nurse / avid reader with the passion to write.
Violence sniffs for my scent and paces forward with footsteps well intentioned on havoc. Danger lurks at the corners and terror is vast over my skies. I’m an item for the claws of a shredder, mourning as hope stays distant and far-fetched.
By Val6 months ago in Poets
I arrived expectantly at a splendour I thought was mine, a charm fizzling out in the direction of dying excitements. Anger is the expression in my heart and I’m embittered as I drop the humungous weight of a mad tempest.
You hold your gaze steadily at a bloodbath, masterminding the horror of foul, gruesome crime scenes. Don’t shudder now you’re a butcher and the champion of grisly murders, for you take the night hostage to perpetrate ruthless, unspeakable evils.
The attractions of the planet have failed to entice me and its fascinations hold a woefully poor potential. My desires are alienated from this world and I roam as a restless nomad to accept my sore, bizarre fate.
The taste of delight hits different and to savour prestige is to feel the pinnacle of elevation. The glitz in this terrestrial realm eludes my longings and I’ve sought that special, tingling feeling peculiar to paradisal blisses.
By Val7 months ago in Poets
My reputation was marred with the stain of reproach and I walked among crowds verbalising the anthem of rejection—a tune awfully disheartening to my ears. I drifted atop the tidal waves of shame and crashed beneath that unfortunate magnitude.
I’m in the turbulence of a harrowing nightmare where I’m mauled by a legion of romantic pasts. The marauders are here to plunder my heart so I’m bruised by the sequence of sour, affectionate episodes.
