Hope is misplaced faith that
your heart will continue...
He just disappeared.
as the water remained still...
Hey,
It’s me...
You broke your pen in half,
a year ago...
Let me guess doc.
I’m gunna die...
Dear life...
When will you take my life away...
Night, at the beachfront.
Against the wave, we both dived...
So you like to cry
Well welcome to the club...
In front of the mirror, I stood still.
In an all black dress, I succumbed against my...
So that sounds like it sucks…
Yeah dyings no joke...
my poems have numbers
numbers as titles...
Seven cycles of the seasons later,
and I'm still gluing back together...