What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something
I cried out to God, And There was silence.
I feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,
You are the best thing Because things like that do not co… You are my moon and sun Because you make my days real. You are my best friend,
I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…
Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.
With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
She looked like innocence And felt like sin And died like grace And fell like a bird And fell like a bird
I’m a good girl in the worst ways Most days. Some days, I’m a bad girl in all the best way… I’m pretty good,
I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.
It’s over. It’s okay. The parting is such sorrow And relief. It hurts like a crushing force,
Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…
I’m silently screaming Alone in the bathroom. The tears of a sinner Won’t let my fears go. I’m suddenly drowning.
She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,
