It has been a while since she was not alone. She used to spend her nights in lack of melody. There were no voices to take the demons to a slow town. There will only monsters shredding loose the tone. She was too anxious to speak out loud. No one was around to understand why…
Tag: Voices
3 a.m. Thoughts
What would it be like if I wasn’t a writer? To not wake up in the early hours. When the stars are still out, and the moon is taking its turn to explore. Where I cannot fall back into the darkness of sleep because I have too many ideas knocking at the door of my…
Could you be the one?
The Unsigned Writer Could You Be The One? Poetry By, J. M. Lilin If I wished upon the stars – Would it take away my scars? If I gave away my pain- Would you let me be slain? The voices of doubt could destroy me if I fall away too long. Like a never-ending sentence…
The Unsigned Writer 