Written November 17, 2004
Clouds flooding my mind
Often
And overflow me with thoughts and feelings
That I cannot express
Life is good, sometimes bad
Just the way you look at it
That day
Your day might be wonderful
When I cry, I am so sad
But tears are only salt and water
So why?
Am I so overcome with grief?
My heart has died
More than once
Only to be reborn
Again
Then I look around
My life
Is the Devil
I am Hecate, Queen of Witches.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoetrySurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
