Aimee weeps
affliction filled tears
dampen ties of torment
bound her wrists,
hostage to the bellow
of cold steel.
stainless haunts
spreading lies,
begging her,
just one slice.
I'm a writer at heart with artistic tendencies.In my writing,my nerves are calm and calculating, but when speaking the words fail to exit my mouth in an orderly fashion,often ending in embarrassing moments.