Georgia pulls herself off of the murky ground, her face splattered with muck and dried blood as she focuses her emerald eyes on the dead creature with deep burns on it's slimy, gray skin.
The Hidden Treasure
The Dead City
Lacy sits in her bed, the dirty pink cover smells of grime as she looks at her desk.
Never Leave The Basement
Drew grabs his backpack, filling it with water, cans of peaches and other types of food.
The Smile Of Sorrow
The smile of sorrow.....
Game Changer
This toxic game will change our entire lives..........
The Road To Sunshine
My eyes slowly drift down,
my face blank of any fear.....
Nothing Beautiful
Nothing is worth what
I could try to give to be......
I Am Not Perfect
I am not perfect......
Depression
The perfect storm is
what I am suppose to be......
Otherworldly Times
Ugliness that I
have lingering in......
Pitch Black Poesy 