Unloved

A nymph though she is the mirrors
In her mind reflect that which shes not,
A feud between love and hate resides
In her emotionless mind as she sits
Thinking what they all hate.

Out of body and out of mind
Her sorrow leaves her faceless…
They were all too busy for her…
She couldn’t take it anymore…
The deception was too overwhelming,
She had to do it…
They cant believe what she did,
She’s not hurting anymore.

Iciwa (Ghost)

In the night she cries

But never dies from the

Pain of being forsaken,

Again the rain washes her

Sullen tears as she stands

Crying in the fading sun.



The blood trail that taints her mind

Mauls the sanctity of the truth she holds,

In the dark she sits on his bedside and

Wishes she were there.