Poems from Mateos
Her walls merge to sink under a bloody cavern.
Pale, chapped lips push out all the deeds from within.
Her souls capture the thoughts that...
Quickly come near the corridor,
There is much to hear than see.
An infant sighing for his mother is away.
More babies are screeching since...
Taking my breath away
is something done every single day.
Here my pain silently quivers within the thin walls of my mind.
A fraction of my...
Twisted thorns cast down below my pretty rose
Whose I can not live without.
The garden of my house sits ever so quietly when he is here....
Gnawing through my skin,
I see the hurt you have been.
Changing the tides till they bear no more
Over the shallow white bay, my melting...