Poem No.3

"My mind lay barren with not but a whisper of a thought. Nothing. But everything. Screaming, gnashing of teeth, no escape. But silent. Weary and dark and hopeless. But blinding. 

No escape

No escape 

No escape

No escape, they cry

But there is one.

Forbidden, Sorrowful, Terrifying, Bloody.

But freeing."

-A.G