Living Hell | Poem

Strings wrapped around my wrists and ankles. Wings broken and torn, my soul tangled.   I thought it was a small room. My body, temple, home. But I realize, too soon, crumbling, truth begins to foam.   Around the walls dissolving into a toxic cage. Myself exposed, naked. Cloaked in bitterness and rage.   Soaking … Continue reading Living Hell | Poem