Poems from Cassie Monroe
“This is where I belong, burning in these flames. For everything I have done wrong, I know I am to blame.”
― Atarah L. Poling, Hidden Light
It's a tiny place
And most would know my name
Even worse of this tiny place
Every soul knows my shame.
I'm walking alone
Without any...
Act so kindly
Out of spite
as if it were
to send your fright
You scream my name
I hear your call
Reached to me
but seen by all
I wish you...