Time Stands Still
C Kathrine Danielle Nelson

In the essence of truth
deep in the blood of young
a moment of deceit
a moment that grows ;
into an hour or two
until the sands of time is none left ;
spare only a few.
The pounding of hearts and clocks align
suffocating the innocent with each blow
spilling a pool of blood
bedaubing all those who care
and staining the palms of the obdurate and cruel.

Trapped Inside Her Shadow

Trapped inside her shadow, I live within her skin.
Yet somehow when they touch her, there touch resists my skin.
Trapped inside her shadow, I often wonder why. The love they cast upon her slowly makes me die.
Trapped inside her shadow, I hide behind her face. Every time they smile, I slide into my case.
Trapped inside her shadow, I slowly fade away.
She shines so brightly and continues with her day.