For What It's Worth

poem by Eric FGhost

Darkness, pain, distrust, and sorrow are the petals of today.They are the scent of tomorrow. Cold, hunger, doubt, and sorrow are the petals of today. They are the scent of tomorrow. Damp, diseased, dishonesty, and sorrow are th... Read more

poem by Eric FGhost

I saw her depressed like never before She was a broken heart crying on the bathroom floor Blood was dripping from her hands and self-inflicted wounds She was masking the world within her cocoon To overcome the crippling s... Read more