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I worry
When I write poems about people in my life
I worry
They know exactly who they are
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Beauty queen
I wanted to scream in her face
tell her she is beautiful in every single way
make sure she knows
she should never believe
the ones who tore her down when she was young
made her think
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Breathe
I fall
Down
Down
Down
Land on grass
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With out the you
I am who I am
But how much of who I am
Was made by you
Was it the way I fear the dark
I find beauty in the dark
Was it the way I fear change
I find growth in learning
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Why did I write that?
I have so many words inside my head
All brusting to edge
But they get stuck
I can’t figure out
How to phrase
The way you made me feel
The way you hurt me
How it feels to lose all feeling