L.M. Weeks : Writing

Unheard Questions of a Sixteen Year-Old Boy

Unheard Questions of a Sixteen Year-Old Boy

A Poem by L.M. Weeks


Who?What?Why?I am doomed to ask these questions, the questions in my mind.The questions never to be answered, no words to leave behind.Who?What?Why?Wh..
Knocking...

Knocking...

A Poem by L.M. Weeks


As I walk through the storm of the horizontal abyss,The lunar rays of the luminescent moon wash over me as a tsunami.I feel the knocking, the knocking..
Mother...

Mother...

A Poem by L.M. Weeks


A lonely cry into the brisk wind of the desolate's dismay.Another side, the call of a forgotten soul reaches the ears of a higher being.The gentle kis..
Transparent Mirror

Transparent Mirror

A Poem by L.M. Weeks


Looking at a face that is not my own... isolation's not a choice...Trying to find a familiar face in that lonesome mirror. That transparent mirror.Pee..
Fighting The Voice

Fighting The Voice

A Poem by L.M. Weeks


As I fight the voice inside my head, the voice that has always wished me dead.I return to the place that I have never left, a place of solitude, angui..