All my life, I have been known to be a reader. It has been engraved as part of my identity. As cliche as it sounded, books always made everything better for me. Yet, it must have been a time, where I touched a certain book, read a certain story and my life completely changed. … More The Book that Made me a Reader
It was my fault,
No one else’s I swear,
The reason why I’m crying here,
Wrapped in my own misery. … More It was my fault (Poetry Series)
My friend, she’s a wild one,
Long brown hair and blue eyes,
Dazzling smile, stinging sarcasm.
My friend, she knows words, … More My Friend (Poetry Series)
Silent, not moving.
They checked all my vitals,
And wondered why I was not breathing.
Silent, not moving,
I was dead for sure, … More They found me in a dark room (Poetry Series)
Let me breathe please,
For the love of God, let me live.
I want no money no luxury,
… More Breathe (Poetry Series)
Not so tender anymore.
Tender skin, … More Tender (Poetry Series)
I was lost,
When you found me,
trapped in the surgery room,
It had been 12 hours,
since they had started. … More To the woman I’ve become (Poetry Series)
All these years that I’ve lived,
I have never seen such an ungraceful creature,
You make the air so heavy,
I am suffocating, … More Hate (Poetry Series)
As some of you may know, my blog was previously called “A Writer’s Dark Corner”. However, after an eventful surgery I had, it was changed to the Horror Muse. I wanted to write a little description on why I chose this name. After I had this surgery, I had to stay for a long time … More The Horror Muse Arises