The depths of her soul
was no match
for the empty abyss
where his heart should be

There are no haunted places
Only haunted people

The person who wants to hurt you the least
Ends up hurting you the most.

It’s just the scale in me.
I’m a pure blood libra,
I’m not blind
I can see,
Exactly what’s going on around me.
Fierce indeed.
Money, clothes, wealth
I greed.
Empty souls,
And unhealed wounds,
I feed.
I’m kind,
Yes.
I’m goofy and bless.
I pick up anyone
Mess,
And put my enemies
To rest.
I am a libra.
I am the best


                                              Marci H.

Words in a whisper
Death and a sinner,
Peace and a nerve wrecker,
Is best kept quiet
In a whisper.
Trouble told me in my ear,
That
It’s almost near.
Trouble spoke to me
With blankless
Emotions,
And little fear.
It felt cold as
Ice.
It split minds,
And rolled off its tongue
Like dice.
Every whisper
It spoke,
Every nerve it provoked,
Every strand of my hair
That stood up
With fear.
My past was
Coming,
And I didn’t have
Enough time to run,
But that whisper
Shot me like a
Gun.I couldn’t move,
I couldn’t speak.
I sat there,
As that whisper
Caused contractions
And heat.





-Marci H.

Its 2 am
And you're not home
Because you were never mine
And i was never home

I was a bookmark in between the sheets
saving the place where you used to be
but you're not here anymore
and it hurts