The waking was swift.  Eyes closed--the world already stirring.I wore her face--  a hollow-eyed shadowhungry for something unnamed.She ran.  Every corridor, every mirror--already me.A flawless glass,  a mouth filled with purposethat was never hers.She fled her house, her body,  the life she thought she...

“If the pine trees whisper your name, the night will come for what it claims.” A Witch’s Lullaby Hear my call, my wild beloved,Beneath the weeping trees,The night is full of whispered oaths--Come drink the dark with me. The woods are stirring,...

Swimming through a sea of ice and glass... Trying so hard to let go of the past... Crimson swirls do glisten and shine... Oh the pain is so sublime...   From my bleeding soul... Does a scarlette river flow... Let's me know im still alive... Tells me...