Enclosure

You make this eerie sound in the darkness. A sound of fingernails caressing metal bars. The undertones of your searching soul. You pace back and forth counting those bars. 11, 15, 20..hopelessly glaring, wondering. It just won't end. You touch the rusty unlocked door and flinched. Hot flared metal kissed your skin. Another step back...

Judgement

My adversities as you call them are my saviors. They are the thin thread binding me to life. The reason why beauty still exists in this hideous world. My misfortunes, as you label them are the foundations of who I am. They fortified this fragile heart to stand amidst the chaos. I wear them like...