Cliches are that way for a reason, and to its detriment love has lost meaning. A poem isn't anything anymore, it's just a few, hole-y lines of cheese. So excuse me my demeanor. I mean no one harm. Just something was broken in an unforeseeable war. There is pausing, and wavering, insecurity and bitterness, and … Continue reading Not a love poem
Day: January 12, 2016
I Mean I Said It; I Mean I Showed It.
I do not exist outside of my own mind. I am there everyday so it stands to reason that I do not exist outside of it because I never leave it. I watch the world, quietly, from this prison, and I listen. I listen within this haven's walls to what you may or may not … Continue reading I Mean I Said It; I Mean I Showed It.
Faith Taryn Davies 