My Life Is A Dark Room

My life is a dark room Be careful where you walk Whisper less you wake my demons Be mindful of your speech  Whithered thoughts  Make less of a person  Than fears do  Tell me now  What do you seek in my darkness  What do you hope to gain My life is a dark room And…

Beneath the House

In a box Beneath the house on 5th street Lives a little girl About yea high She can hardly speak Never has she known love Or the warmth of a hug She cries at night Beneath the house There is a whimper Louder than a mouse And when she sees the light of day She…