Poetry: Blackened Heart

By Monica C. Voskamp

Blackened heart

Scorching veins

Smoking rooms

Moving chains.

Confined soul

Losing faith.

Guilty wretch

Of sinfulness.

Drowning soul

On repeat.

This desperate place

So far from home.

No where to run

No where to go.

No one to trust

No allies left.

No one but her

Blackened heart

No one but her

And madness.

 © 2020 MONICA C. VOSKAMP
Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤️

*Photo Credit: https://unsplash.com/@theonlynoonan

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