Stephies Poems
Too Much Nothing | The Shadowman | The One |
Untitled | They | Autumn |
Garnet | A Summery | Deep Anger |
Excuses | Niasen Iexvana | Return To Basics |
Niasen Iexvana
Barely five feet tall
Bloodthirsty and deranged
Chews her nails obsessivly.
Glaring and angry
Eyerolling and drooling
Sweet sixteen? I think not.
An outcast
A nobody
A somebody
A sinner.
Gabbling in tounges noone speaks
Mirror writing.
Hiding under the stairs
Peering through vents
Crawling amoung filth
And spiders.
Niasen Iexvana.
Who is she really?