depression
Midnight Dreamer
Dark as the night the moon in her eyes and poetry in her veins all mystery and bold a warrior and fallen angel full of […]
It Watches……
A short story I glimpsed again the shadow, heard the sound once more, a faint, desperate cry……distant. There was a knock at the door, […]
In this living that is not…
all that is left of the sacred are the sorrows lost to the mourning shadows of shame in the deep wounds of knowing of no […]