By Andrew R. Duckworth
Anxious from the day,
New snares, new twists,
Caught in a trap.
Hell had its way,
Orchestrating new tortures,
Ripping through peaceful waters,
Echoing through the depths.
Deep, deep, sinking to the deep.
To the Deep
The Writings of Andrew R. Duckworth
Poetry, Short Stories, and Shared Experiences of Andrew R. Duckworth
The Writings of Andrew R. Duckworth 