Miss Havisham

Miss Havisham Jan 2014

Those days

Thinking of those days
That once were happy and bright
So sad—they are gone...

-M.H.-

Miss Havisham Jan 2014

Years ago

Happiness filled these bleak walls once.
It seems so strange, that it was years ago.

-M.H.-

Miss Havisham Dec 2013

This time of the year I dread!
It just hurts.

-M.H.-

Miss Havisham Dec 2013

Mold

Great-room walls are molded,
Hearth fires have gone out long ago.
Love has left my heart in mold.

-M.H.-

Miss Havisham Nov 2013

Love

Love. What is it?
It has been my death.

-M.H.-

Miss Havisham Nov 2013

Crushed

Beneath the weight of a heavy shattered heart,
I walk about crushed, cold, and hollow.

-M.H.-

Miss Havisham Oct 2013

The rain falls into my stairwell,
For my home is falling apart as I am.

-M.H.-