Tag: poetry by cult survivors

Anesthetize

~ Vennie Kocsis ~ 1 Comment

I wonder who you are anymore as your voice echoes dismissive screams disguised as suggestions.

Holding Wishes

~ Vennie Kocsis ~ 2 Comments

What is it like to be granted a wish when your first kiss was laced with bitterness?

The Mermaid

~ Vennie Kocsis

They said they found her drowned below the galley. She had tried to scratch her way back to sea.

Shattered

~ Vennie Kocsis ~ 2 Comments

Shattered into a host of ghosts I never saw a demon save in the memories of my screaming.

What Is This Place?

~ Vennie Kocsis

There's been a hell put on me, and it isn't written on frail paper, in black ink by pink skinned kings.