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Vault Scars
Vault Scars
Dark poetry and prose from the sealed places.
Vault Scars opens the doors we were told to keep shut. It’s where shadow and memory collide—where grief breathes, where beauty bruises, where silence carves its initials into bone. These pieces are not meant to soothe. They are meant to mark. To remind. To awaken.
Because some truths only rise in the dark.


Mother, Where Aren’t Thou?
Oh, Mother, it's cold in here. If only you'd draw me out and hold me near.
Laura Brigger
Jun 201 min read


Scars
Hate me, will you?
Hate me, please—
But do not be indifferent.
Laura Brigger
Jun 203 min read


The Burden
“What are you still carrying that God never asked you to?” A certain man came to Jesus for eternal life. " Master I believe in the...
Laura Brigger
Jun 44 min read


My Name is Carla
You took me, abused me, but you never added my soul to your chest of disillusioned ones.
Laura Brigger
Jun 42 min read


Unbridled Affections
Time bends recklessness through actualities door,
revealing delusion, the pain denied no more.
Laura Brigger
Jun 41 min read


Journey to the Stone
'What is it about the Stone?' Others have made the journey and they seem different to me. They have something I don't.
I don't know what it is. They try to explain it but I don't understand, so here I am off
to see it for myself.
Laura Brigger
Jun 46 min read
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