Anna : Writing

"Father, It's Been 37 Years."

"Father, It's Been 37 Years."

A Poem by Anna


The grey cobblestone streets of Londonglistened in the gentle evening rain,as I watched each alleyway for a figurethat barely resembled a shadow at al..
Isolation

Isolation

A Poem by Anna


In this black expanse I hear your voices; I hear my nameSeldom do you breathe between the wounds you inflict.Out there, you grew yourself into the sof..
To Tempt Decay

To Tempt Decay

A Poem by Anna


I see into her heart;a jagged and fleshly thingenshrouded by a heavy fog.Sewn amidst are creeping vinesloathing their host in wine glasses-shattered t..
The Mirror of Andromeda & I

The Mirror of Andromeda & I

A Poem by Anna


For the longest timeI stood amidst a mirror; fogged and old.A layer of mist had overcome it's surfaceand I could not see inside it-I could not look up..
O' Peculiar

O' Peculiar

A Poem by Anna


O' on such peculiar tidings!My heart reaches out to touch a thingI have never touched, and yetbefore I feel it, I know I have felt it before.O' on the..
Becoming Grey

Becoming Grey

A Poem by Anna


Cast me into the oceanof the darkest blueand the terrible night.Cast me into the seawhere the waves cryunder the silver light.Cast me into the trenchc..
Words For A Drowned Man

Words For A Drowned Man

A Poem by Anna


How is it you drownedwhen you were not underwater?The waves of sound disappear with the absence of air-your thoughts become distorted between the curr..
Only To That Which Loves Me

Only To That Which Loves Me

A Poem by Anna


If be it only quiet which loves me;Might I just liein all my heavy crypts?So the dead shan't haunt meand the living shan't sigh.The cascading silvergl..
Hush

Hush

A Poem by Anna


Hush and hear!My soul walksthe path of the righteousbut my hands are in thoseof the Devil.Her embers burnbut I cannot let goand I amher ghost.The heav..
Never-World

Never-World

A Poem by Anna


I wish it all was as simple as I thought it waswhen I was eleven years old.But I am trapped in momentsthat I despise,with only the memoryof the moment..