Phillip Marshall : Writing

Broken Bones

Broken Bones

A Poem by Phillip Marshall


My eyes widely open. I silently scream. My arms become numb, This is no dream. I'm screaming out "please take my hand". Im holding onto vices an..
On The Edge.

On The Edge.

A Poem by Phillip Marshall


Everything's the same. Having to deal with the pain. If only it could stop. I'm on the edge..This time it's not glory.. but a suicide story..
Over The Horizon

Over The Horizon

A Poem by Phillip Marshall


The atmosphere gleams.The stars shine so bright. Blue glare over the horizon. The moment feels so right. When the night ends.The moon shrivels and die..