If you could see What I see In those moments when You’re most vulnerable You might recognize Through the haze Of your sadness There is
Tag: Self
That Day
She once whispered to me Of things which truly matter Only once will I say this She told me It is then up to you
Locked Away
Why does this caged beast sing While the world burns around it Lulled by deaf-tone melodies Placate with the newest of things And the prettiest
Flowering Ink
I sat at the edge of something, contemplating anything. Like so many times before, I try to look up, but could only stare down into
The Sand
And sometimes the blue turns to grayAs lost puppies push their nose into the sandDigging along the shoreFor something, anythingWasting away, starving, thirstyHow long can
Someday Maybe
I made a promise To an old friend That I’d be back This way someday But a restlessness Sleeps down Inside me Burning questions In
