Write my wrongs.
i know you dont relate especially with poetry what does rhyme and rhythm have to do. with your very groomed self life so busy with deadlines to hit and boses to impress. until you lose a love, until your hearts…
i know you dont relate especially with poetry what does rhyme and rhythm have to do. with your very groomed self life so busy with deadlines to hit and boses to impress. until you lose a love, until your hearts…
Everyday it pains less i and im afraid of when it wont pain anymore. i sometimes crave the pain because it meant i cared now im losing it to a force stronger than i. The will to breath gain. That…
We don’t want to judge wrong, so we are listening but the guys you sent to represent you, the ones you said would speak on your behalf, they’re failing you; their script is jumbled up they started without an end…
Have you ever heard of the ancient saying, “even an old train stops someday “? It’s meant to sound like a lot of work making jack a dull boy. But my train didn’t even stop. It stalled; the driver took…
I’ve walked the straight less traveled life Yet I fell for crooked, zigzag, broken ‘stumbles’ Who come with broken selfs and deep cracks Complex hurting pasts, they want to forget Well, I maybe the glue that fixes Or a balm…
“I will try and be very honest with you, but I’ll ask of one thing from you” she started. “What’s that?” “I need my identity protected. I do not want anyone close ever getting to know this is me.” I…
Work just as hard for fun moments For vacation with family. For pee-your-pant long laughters Take a walk, call a friend Take a glass of whatever.. Enjoy Bubble bath A long chitchat giggle over lunch All work is gonna be…
I was in a court accused, with my bed as a witness, I’d have no defence. In my bed I’ve cried out heartaches. Prayed prayers of a child, curses of teenage Lamentations of youth and joys of life. If only…
I know how the title sounds, like death is a bus that passes by and we are at the bus stop waiting for it, like the yellow ones coming to pick school children in the morning Sadly, this bus…