Discovered poetry at twelve years old after reading The Two Glasses by Ella Wheeler Wilcox. |
Behind shuttered windows of her mind,
A spent candle that once burned bright...
I created a world of nothing,
To escape this plane of reality...
From an unforgiving sky one day,
The choking dust blew on its way...
The devil mocked,
You won't survive the storm...
A little breath of scandal,
And a pair of eager ears...