I’m breaking apart but you can’t see, I’m tired of the hurting, I’m not the man I used to be, I leave nothing, no-one behind, I didn’t live, afraid, I wasted my time, I’m the ghost that you can’t find, I’m buried in my own grave, I tried to better, I’m chained, I can’t be… Continue reading My Own Sorrow.
You asked once if I knew the meaning of pain, I let you see the sadness, the despair in my eyes, And I answered, The meaning of pain is feeling nothing, it's being lost, slowly coming undone, You asked once, why I cut myself, I showed you my memories, the faded scars, And I answered,… Continue reading A Poem: The Meaning of Pain
Hex. Thomas Olde Heuvelt (Author), Nancy Forest-Flier (Translator). 4 stars out of 5. The book blurb: Whoever is born here, is doomed to stay until death. Whoever comes to stay, never leaves. Welcome to Black Spring, the seemingly picturesque Hudson Valley town haunted by the Black Rock Witch, a seventeenth-century woman whose eyes and mouth are sewn… Continue reading HEX Book Review