Huddled in a Corner

Huddled in a corner,
She is screaming inside her mind.
As hand reaches towards her
She whithers and was gone.

All became then silence,
No traces or remains
Were ever found,
Not even a single tear stain.

But if you can hear the echoes past,
And you come accross her house,
Come inside at midnight
To hear her dying sounds.

Reviews

[S. Wright]

That last stanza is haunting. I love it!

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you! :)

[Infurno-Blaze]

the imagery of this poem is very powerful. To me, it reveals the vulnerabilty of a female against her abuser. Well written.

[InsanityWriter]

Thanks. :) I'm glad you liked it!! ^_^

[Tracey C.]

Wow! This is amazing! Still one of my favorite writers! ^_-

[InsanityWriter]

Aww, Thanks!! ^_^ I'm glad you liked it. :)

[Tracey C.]

Welcomes! And always! =))

[akihsna]

Yeee~ The last stanza gave me creeps! Awesomely written, short and simple but really nice :)

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you. :)

[sithlordjp]

the raw energy... just perfect!

[InsanityWriter]

Thanks! :)

[Frieda P]

This speaks to me of sorrow, maybe I'm reading it on a personal level, either way, kudos, nice read.

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you for reading! ^_^

[Muhammad Qasim]

very well described poem in so less words .. splendid work : )

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you! :)

[Muhammad Qasim]

You are welcome : )

[beautiful dreamer]

spooky, i haven't read any poems like this before! i like it! keep writing your amazing :)

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you. :)

[beautiful dreamer]

Your welcome!!!! :D

[Craba]

I really like this one, full of emotions

[InsanityWriter]

Thanks. ^_^ I hope you have a great day!! :)