Poems by Imogen

Sort by : 
  • Empty (6)

    I'm speaking,
    But all that's coming out is words...

  • When the life that you once knew has been reduced...
    Some might pick themselves up, scrape up any faded...

  • Love was not invented for your amusement;
    You have no right to use it as a game...

  • The girl stands alone.
    She doesn't know who she is anymore...

  • Murder is wrong.
    It's an inherited truth known from the start...