Cold feet walk the corridor in silence coming from the awakening, To stray away from a lonely room with forgotten memories in wet footprints. Rebellion without sound went rogue inside the soul. As the windy candles reflected old habits of the elder’s shadow, and deep whispers only the wind could hear, Released old dark memories that escaped her wrinkled lips and her night gown stained with piss. Voices wield their intentions, could be seen from within her eyes of twisted stir, Characteristics of the dead. Night spirits seem to visit the home of one without brains. Carrying her through hallways and precipice, Revealing the identification of darkness. Through physical activities of madness.
Bio: Fadrian Bartley lives in Kingston, Jamaica and is a customer service representative. Fadrian is also a fictional writer in poetry. His favorite genre is dark horror story poems. His major influence is Edgar Allan Poe, who has inspired the work of his hands. His work has appeared in few online web magazines including: http://www.aphelion-webzine.com/poetry/2020/05/Annabelle.html, https://drunkenpenwriting.com/2020/09/03/let-the-night-decide, and https://ramingoblog.wordpress.com/2020/09/24/the-ramingos-porch-legacy-a-poem-by-fadrian-bartley. He can be reached at: https://www.instagram.com/artexerexes https://m.facebook.com/profile.php
