I started writing over a year ago. This process to publish has been pretty smooth.
She was heaven, she was grace, she was everything you could ever want, But..... She went unnoticed, Untouched, unappreciated, unloved
By Catherine Therese Bonner4 years ago in Poets
The darkness inside of me is like a hibernating bear. Asleep for the winter and freshly awakened in the spring Like a wolf closing in on its prey
It was not enough to consume her, possess her, devour her, inhibit her He wanted all of her, wanted to swallow her up until there was nothing left
