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Sinking.
I feel like I’m drowning. I am trying to keep my head above water, But it’s seems I have forgotten how to swim.
Draft.
Dear impirities It’s time to go But if we leave Then you’ll never know Dear What if’s and Could Be’s I truly wish you’d flee We know your heart, young one So ask us to stay. Let us come out and...
Hourglass Shatters
We slip as the tick tick of clock runs quicker than our minds. A plan or path, whatever you may have, never seems to follow step by step. Here you sit with what could be regret, but then comes se...
Note to self
Do not write when one is drinking.
Hearts with a Heavy Burden
Resembling wine swirling in a crystal glass.. The liquid turns deep burgundy as the walls coat itself… Leaving an unwelcome stain. Creating such a heavy pressure in her chest… Your words g...
Allman Brothers
I find myself staring blankly into my phone. I have the impulse and emotion to write, yet the words aren’t coming to me. The air outside is cold.. I can see ithe wind’s face in my mind as it blow...
Not sure how I feel.
Another sad song Another tear shed A lost memory A dampened.damaged heart who are we choose what will buried us further into the ground? Your words are the nails to my coffin. Such a fine line be...
Scarlet letter
Listen carefully, my dear For you will heed my advice You will never stray far From your past Tis Another bitching Another hazing But you’ll never be a lady in waiting Go now… Chase the dawn And...
Caged Bird Melody
I fall into a slumber Of which I do not sleep For I’m whisked away to a time That I’m not allowed to keep To hold and to treasure Would give certain meaning Which is why tis better to let go A...
Wildfire
The current travels from the point of my stilettos and vibrates to the peak of my knee, which crawls to the valley of my curved hips. There is pressure that builds between my thighs that c...
Lovers Quarrel
Skin so dark and unforgiving like the depths of your soul. Embers for eyes to ignite the fire that burns inside. Wolfe in sheep’s clothing, but your smile’s so sweet… Don’t come too close, or he ...
Book Description
Whether it be a well formulated thought or a chaotic mess, poetry will always be my favorite form of expression.