Control this descent,
to the roots of my hell,
this demon chose me
for a hollow shell to dwell.
I will reach my heaven,
I just need some time,
for this weight of broken wing
is forever slowing my climb.
#heaven #hell #brokenwings
Poetry: Broken Wings.
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Lee A. Vockins
Lee is a poet and author from the small town of Newbury in Berkshire, England. His preferred genre is cosmic horror, but he writes and reads across a wide range of material. He is strong mental health advocate, PTSD survivor and fundraiser for Mind – a charity close to his heart. In his younger years, he could often be found with a guitar in his hands or diving into a mosh pit, but nowadays he prefers to wield a pen or read. He has an avid interest in philosophy, psychology and technology. When not reading or writing, Lee enjoys long hikes across the countryside, stargazing, music and the simpler things in life. View all posts by Lee A. Vockins
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