"Maybe dreams stay dreams so that the nightmares will still feel worse than reality...." A collection of works in her forbidden hours, raw and new. I'm not a particular fan of collection pieces, but it's been highly requested so.. I'm going to try.
This style was inspired by the brilliant writer Ellen Hopkins. (So format credit goes to her!)
"On the canvas of gentle cheeks A rosy blush paints the space. Dimples rest where her smile peaks Perfecting the beauty of her face." An Observation of true Beauty.
Written for all the poets! All the people who see things differently and dream in color. This is another poem I was challenged to write using specific words, those words are: Play-dough. Microphone. Lost. Waiting. Envision. Collapse. Lemon/s. Frame/d. Begin. Whet. Majestic. Rabbit. Missed. How do you think I did?
Hope is never completely lost. However, when some hearts break, they bleed. To all who struggle: You have my love. ~Linkin
This is for any person who has watched a moment pass by without trying to stretch it into a life time, and walked away hating the coward within you.
Have you ever had a dream, then spent all day hoping it isn't a premonition? Take a walk through this vivid nightmare of mine and see if you spend the whole time wishing you'd awake.
Angel Grand has lost everything she's ever dared hold dear to her and now she's battling the new mute world as she struggles to get back some of her life and move on; even if it means staying quiet about her handicap. She has nothing now but the hope that one day things can be normal for her, but how can that ever hap...
--The grinning man He's a sadistic man He likes to hear us cry He likes when we thrash about And beg and beg to die The Grinning man likes his gun But has us kiss his knife We listen to his whispers Then wish he'd end our life That grinning man has no name No face. No love. No sympathy. Nothing but fame. Absent of dig...
