- Noisy B!tch
- Broken Dolls and Damaged Knights
- Hang In There
- Darkness Doesn’t Fade
don’t turn away
don’t avoid their pain
don’t be afraid…
closets have their bones
tucked well away from sight
broken bits and pieces…
left cowering behind
scattered in the shadows
if not forgotten…then denied
but there are little ghosts remaining
forced to hide their truth inside
you know what I’m saying?
broken dolls…
and damaged knights
left locked away in the dark
shattered spirits left behind
unnoticed and unwanted…
years of unspoken secrets…
leaving them eternally haunted
crying creatures…dragging entrails
fearing beasts with rattling chains
whispers heard through dusty corridors
where children hide in corners
too frightened to come play
where those who should be trusted
become monsters laying in wait
leaving little phantoms in the night…
while eerie playgrounds remain vacant…
abandoned by the light
little girl fairy tales…
slightly twisted
cherished none-the-less
remnants of a forgotten tea set
chipped cups with fractured saucers
ragged dolls and tattered dresses
fading dreams and dusty things
as time slips slowly…
down rusting slides
little girl fairy tales…
no longer trusted
by the time she finally understood…
no hero was coming to her rescue…
she’d already saved herself
don’t turn away…
There’s a damn haunting tenderness here, using broken toys, dusty playgrounds, and little ghosts to give buried childhood pain a physical shape. The final turn is powerful—the girl discovers that no hero is coming, so she becomes the one who saves herself, making “don’t turn away” feel like both a warning and a plea.
Wow, I’m a bit speechless at how you picked all that up. This one came from a deep place and I never draw pictures beyond the words. You are apparently fluent in imagery. Thank you, Thomas
Powerfully penned, Willow. An excellent write with many deep layers my friend. The pain in your words are felt throughout this piece, and the imagery really paints the picture as well. Spoken word really worked well here. I also really appreciated the slow build of the music. The adding of other instruments and elements as the sound kept getting fuller and busier in each stanza. Top notch sis. Amazing read/listen as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
This one had to be spoken word. The message is too important to bury. The human tendency to turn away when something makes them uncomfortable causes so much damage. I’m a bit jacked that way. I tend to want to heal it, to help, whenever I see something that causes discomfort. I know how it feels to be the one they turn away from. Thank you, Damian