Mirror morgue

A.L.H

Haunted eyes stare through me,

Searching, longing, lost at sea,

Soundless cries echo within,

A prisoner in her own skin.

 

Hidden traumas itch and gnaw,

While the circling buzzards caw,

Hands wave from a waring mind,

As she leaves the world behind.

 

A glitched heart stained in pain,

Just three steps before insane,

Gritted sickness, snatch and grab,

A pretty present on a slab.

 

  • Author: A.L.H (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2024 05:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • peto

    Great write
    From the haunting 1st line to the slab at the end
    Rhyme and rhythm spot on also
    Thoroughly enjoyed

  • A.L.H

    I'm so glad you enjoyed!
    Thankyou! 🙂



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