I may burn like fire, I may shatter like glass, I may have shackles attached to heavy bags. I may spend my life picking up the pieces of what makes me human. I may let you glance in, see me through the cracks. I may paint over the scars that were placed by my hand. … Continue reading Hearing My Beating Heart
Amanda, It's been 3 and a half years since the last time I let myself feel like this for anyone. I thought, in those three years, that I had fallen for someone and I had let infatuations get the best of me, but I was wrong. God, was I wrong... I know that we speak … Continue reading Forgotten Project#3: Dear Amanda (Letter Project #28)
*I'm not giving up on my letters, I just had to get this poem out* What Happened She said not to use I or very, or stuff, thing was useless and it all led to excuses, and a terrible rhyme. So he drew it in the sand, and left it for everyone to find only … Continue reading What Happened?
To the Citizens of the United States of America, I thought addressing this to my fellow citizens made me sound like a pompous windbag, and calling all of you my neighbors is to narrowing, but I wanted to address every single person I share my citizenship with so I figured this would be the safest … Continue reading #21: To the Citizens of the United States of America,