Blight

Sweet wide eyed wonder for the world found horror in the corner of it's own Home. Brick by brick came apart a susceptive, little heart. As putrid intentions with each pound had sense of safety break down, Death came draped in familiarity's rag, & steadily wrung Faith's soft neck © EntangledDesigns

Death Now Becomes Me

Warning: Sensitive content. Following is a poetry written about abuse, violence and how a woman's choice to not bear a child is deemed irrelevant. To carry on a pregnancy is an obligation dictated by a society of corrupt morals, stripping her off the basic human right that is bodily integrity. Often destroying it religiously right... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑