Twisted Web Poetry

Poetry written by me obviously. I still try sometimes. Life gets hard. Hobbies expand. Words lose their meaning after enough time spent struggling to speak.

Sunday, March 23, 2025

Burden/Feral (unfinished)

Call me Burden 
It's my name
An empty shell
Filled with shame
Swear I'm worthless
No one to blame
A feral woman
You will not tame

Posted by CharlieLuckie at 7:31 AM
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